Baby bean

So, a few things I've learned in the past 3 weeks:

• This is definitely a family affair.
• Certain relatives will threaten to put you on their bad list if you don't share the news with them personally. (again, Aunt Penny- I'm sorry!)
• It's incredible how nighttime breast pain can turn into nightmares about punching bags.
• Nausea is a good sign (repeat to self as often as needed).

This journey has been mysteriously fun to this point. We've got absolutely nothing to show for the changes going on inside my body (except for a lovely little stick test with two pink lines), and find ourselves searching earnestly for physical signs that things are progressing.

This weekend the nausea seemed to kick up a notch (Yay!?). Still not horrendous, but it's keeping me on my toes. Somehow I've managed to lose a few pounds, even though I find that my stomach feels better if I never let it go empty. Every morning I sit in bed wondering if I feel the same (good sign), any worse (ironically, good sign), or better (bad sign?). Thankfully, it's only getting worse! Haha, no not really. I'm feeling healthy and strong - the evidence is hanging around though!

I haven't scheduled a first appointment yet, and am not in any rush. (Denial?) As soon as I do, though, I'll be sure to let everyone know (and I'll call Aunt Penny personally) so that we can all call it "official".

Notice how I've not used the "P" word once in this post??? Ya, definitely some denial going on here...

-Mandi