Being knocked up is tough

My desire to hang out with people is pretty much gone too. My poor friends. Parties are a chore. Going out to dinner is a chore. Talking on the phone is a chore. If you don't have email or IM, good luck chatting with me. My desire for sex is gone too. My husband is a little freaked about it anyways though he knows it won't hurt anything he's pretty much ok with my dissipated desire. No desire to exercise. I think I'm more afraid of exercising than the lack of desire. Lack of creativity which my job sometimes depends on.

Being knocked up is tough!

It's Official

It's been no secret that I have the baby blues big time. After some preliminary testing, I found out that my ovaries were full of eggs and all systems were go for baby making. About one week ago, I started feeling like I have the flu. It didn't cross my mind until Monday that I might not be sick after all but actually pregnant. One day I was fine, the next I felt like it was the flu. The other thing was that I was really hungry but when I ate something, I ended up taking two bites and being done. People that know me know I love to eat. Even Joey noticed it at lunch the other day and when Brian made pizza, I had to force it down.

This morning, I got up early and urinated on a ept test. The first min showed negative and then at the end of two mins it showed a faint plus sign so I woke Brian up and had him look at it. After that, I couldn't sleep.

Since I work at a medical center, I went to one of the PAs and had her order a blood test. After getting the blood drawn and waiting, I found out it’s positive! Yeah!