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Living for the Weekend

I can't wait until this weekend gets here and I can find out what's going on. Thankfully work is really busy and keeping me from obsessing 7x24, but I must admit the moments I'm not thinking about work are probably engaged in the usual final week wait thoughts. As usual I had my friend Spot show up and go away very quickly yesterday. Of course making me think it could be implantation spotting. I get it every month at this time, but every month so far, I haven't really been pregnant, so what is it. Also this morning, my breasts were sore, which makes no sense, as they haven't been sore at all in the two week wait for the past few months.

I couldn't take my BBT this morning, because poor Phoebe had a nightmare last night. She came into our bed, but then decided she wanted her favorite teddy bear too, and didn't want to go back to her room alone to get it. That was at 3:30 AM, so I know it made no sense to try to take my temp at 5 AM when I wake up. If it was really high, I could explain it away as from getting up in the middle of the night. It's OK. I'd rather help my sweetie when she's scared than have more early indicators of pregancy to obsess over.

BTW, I think I'm going to test Friday morning before DH goes to Villanova. Otherwise the dear Internet might know before DH does.

Comments

Bonsai said…
Hoping sore boobies are a good thing!!! Thanks for the info on The Secret. I watched the two shows on Oprah about it that I had tivo'd and now I went and bought. Haven't watched it yet. Wishing you LOTS of luck!!
Lauren said…
Good luck for Friday!!! I am crossing my fingers...

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