6 weeks 4 days

MOOD: Bah. Need sleep.

Every pregnancy has good days & bad days (I assume?). I think today has been a bad day. Well, as bad as it gets for a pregnant woman of all of 6 weeks.

I spent last night up and down for several reasons. The first time was because I was convinced a car was going to come crashing through my bedroom wall. It never did so I went back to sleep. The second was because I was convinced I was going to hurl all over the bed so I ran to the loo. I never did so I went back to sleep. The third was because I thought I was going to hurl again so I ran to the loo again. I never did so I went back to asleep - again. The fourth was because I was busting for a pee. Went and peed and then went back to sleep. It was around 2:30am by the time I finally did get to sleep and then Hubby’s alarm goes off at 4:30pm for him to get up. Gebus! The way I see it, my body is just getting me used to getting up in the middle of the night for bubs. Hello body? That’s not for another SEVEN MONTHS!!!!! LET ME SLEEP DAMMIT!

This day is also a bad day because I have an ulcer in the roof of my mouth the size of Tasmania and it’s giving me a toothache. So many people have given me their home remedies for ulcers but I think I’ll just stick with what I know thankyouverymuch.

I got my results back from the Doctor. I don’t have syphilis and I’m not going to die from HIV anytime soon and my hCG levels look good – 4100 as at 24 DPO or 6 weeks 1 day.

Apart from the freakish night I had and the painful ulcer in my mouth, my day really isn’t that bad. I should count myself really lucky that I’ve been given this blessing but no, I’m just going WHINGE about it for the next seven months. Somebody slap me?

Love & Hugs :)