5 weeks, 4 days

Keep on keepin on lil jumping bean! It dawned on me this morning that this pregnancy is almost the exact same dates as my 1st one. I remember freaking out and calling my mom saying ¨We have something to tell you, we´ll be there in 4 hours,¨ right around October 1st. My due date was supposed to be May 30th, RIGHT after I graduated from good ole Wade College. It´s just crazy how your heart won´t let you forget certain dates. This time around I plan on having my baby in my arms May 30th, May 28th to be exact.

I am kinda crappy about updating my blog. But most of the people who read it already know what´s going on from thebump. That 7:30 appointment I had scheduled was a bust anyways. When i walked into his office, there were girls still waiting to see him for their 5:00 appointments. He got caught up in am emergency surgery. I was bummed and refused to wait with anticipation for another day, so I called the other Dr. I had in mind. He just so happened to be in the same building as the other one and got me in at 8:00. It was interesting to say the least. Overall, I was pleased. The office and staff were nice and clean. At first I thought he was gay because he had the pinkest, shiniest lip gloss I have ever seen on. That made me feel a little better about him being all up in my lady-bits. But later the nurse came in and said his wife called to say he needed to go pick up their son. Dang. It´s just strange having a man doctor. Want to know what else is strange? When he squeezed the living daylights out of my nipple and something came out. He then tells me that it´s Prolactin and has been known to cause miscarraige. Gee, thanks for the encouraging words, doc. So 5,000+ pesos of bloodowork later, everything comes back ¨normal¨ for where I am at in pregnancy. He stressed to me that I need to eat healthy and take it easy. Apparently I had some toxins or something in my urine and it was because I was eating like crap. Some of the things that happened during this appointment made me question his abilities, but then I thought, maybe he knows something we don´t, and he squeezed my chi-chi for a reason. The only iffy things that came back from my bloowork were my progesterone (12.5 i think), which it a little low but fine for now. And some of my white blood cells that are my immune system defences. Which I totally believe now that I am sick as a dog.

Needless to say, he freaked me out over nothing. The next step in an early ultrasound on Oct. 7th. I will be 7 weeks or so then and he mainly wants to check out the sac and what lies around it. He says there may or may not be a baby that early. I guess the lining around the sac or the fluid around it will tell him if my progesterone is working or not, and if needed he will prescribe me the supplements then. I can´t help but me nervous about the ultrasound, especially knowing I probably won´t see anything. All I have ever gotten is bad news.

Everyone keeps asking how I am feeling. Here´s your answer: Good. My nipples are still sore, my appetite is in full swing, and certain things make me gag. And i´m gassy.

Breaking news: Franco just came to get the car so I have to Mike and Ike it to the plaza to get some lunch. Awww man : ((