The Secret

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.