I guess I didn't think I'd have too much to say and just have been plugging along at work and such...I was really good last month with taking my temp and charting since the prior month its seems my boday was a little screwed up...anyhow, somehow nature played a cruel joke on my husb and I, cuz it seemed that my "fertile" time landed on Thanksgiving day...while we were visiting my parents in Maine. Reluctantly, DH (who will never turn a quickie down) performed his manly duties.
Fast forward one week...I just did not feel like myself, I know my body...and I felt weird. Risking sounding like one of the crazy people who think every symptom is a sign of pregnancy, I admit that my one dog was following me around and laying with me, which he NEVER does. I also had a really realistic dream that I was pregnant. Knowing what I now know (I'll get to that), those were surefire signs that we are having a baby!!! Well, I had a positive test result at least.
I just don't really "feel" PG, even though I am about to bust out of my shirt today and if my husband touches my boobs one more time he will be left with a bloody stump...other than that I feel fine. A twinge here and there...
We are not telling anyone, so my challenge this holiday season is to appear like my usual drunken self, without the alcohol...acting skills--please I need you!!! People are always on the lookout for syptoms and I am not sure I can fool everyone!!! So anyway, John and I will be pulling the wool over everyone's eyes until we can confirm that this little peanut is growing the way he or she needs to...wish us luck.
Please no morning sickness for Christmas dinner Santa!!
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