Monday, November 9, 2009
I guess it is time to let you all in on the secret. God knows I am not a good secret keeper and my husband is even worse. So chances are if I don't tell you I'd let it slip somehow anyway. Okay so here goes... I'm pregnant. Anyway, my husband and I are excited enough for everybody. Don't ask me why, you would think it was my first. So, the symptom I am feeling most is fatigue. That whole insomnia thing is soooo over. I now fall asleep at the drop of a hat and am hard pressed to stay up even in the middle of the day. Yesterday, I was already yawning heavily at 7:30pm. So now I have the joy of looking for an Ob-Gyn. (I managed to avoid the stirrups for three years but I guess that's over now.) Finding a doctor is a chore. You just can't go to just anyone. For instance, I once went to a gynecologist who had a habitual nervous giggle. (Hi, how are you? Giggle giggle) How would you take giggle when someone is looking at your private parts? Yeah, I didn't take it well either. Also, I did not like the office where I was seen by a different doctor every time. Group practices are good for some specialties but I just don't take off my panties for the masses. Sorry I'm prudish that way. Anyhow, when I find a decent non giggling Ob-Gyn I'll be sure to let you know. I will put up a countdown to the due date and all that when I get an official one from the doctor. After all those pee on the sticks have a failure rate of 1%. It could happen.