Today I am 8 weeks, and tomorrow is my first prenatal appointment. I hate to say it, but as excited as I've been, I'm still waiting for the metaphorical other shoe to drop. I think it's because I feel so different with this pregnancy. I'm not nearly as sick as I was with Aidan...the m/s just comes and goes randomly and never lasts very long. I'm not cramping as bad as I did with Aidan either. I do have hardcore symptoms like frequent trips to the bathroom, and my boobs.....ohhhhh my boobs....I think it would be better if someone chopped them off with a knife! They hurt so bad, I wince every time I hug my husband. I feel emotional and I've got the food cravings. But it still feels so different.
So tomorrow, I'm just praying that they tell me everything looks great. I want nothing more than to see and hear a little heart beating. Maybe after I see my little bean, I'll feel a whole lot better.
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