(written July 6, 2012)
So there has been one mildly amusing aspect of trying to get pregnant that I've been noticing. You see, I tend to have an overactive imagination, and lately I've been atributing any and all "unusual" body process to the fact that I *must* be pregnant. A few examples for your entertainment.
--That slight stomachache I woke up with? Definitely not related to the fact that I drank a lot of water before bed and now really have to pee. It's clearly morning sickness.
--That unusual smelling fart (or slightly off-color urine)? Totally a pregnancy sympton.
--That massive craving for Mexican food? Must be a pregnancy craving. Nevermind the fact that for as long as I can remember I've been prone to food cravings that have been known to last until I give into them. It's bad enough (and frequent enough) that Darrell is actually not looking forward to this aspect of my being pregnant.
--That lightheaded feeling when I stood up too fast? It's like it has never happened to me before and must mean my body is adapting to housing a parasitical fetus.
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