Last night was pretty meh as well. Mr. Ibis and I were having a good evening, snuggling on the couch watching Lost, and then a hormonal bitch attack hit me and I snapped at him for cracking his knuckles. These things come over me but are short-lived; two seconds later, I'm happy again. But Mr. I has sympathy hormones so we got into a REALLY dumb argument about it, which led to me crying (again - doesn't take much!) because we both wanted to get pregnant again so badly and I can't help it if sometimes I have super sonic hearing and booo hoooo sob sob sob and we both apologized, the end. Good times.
Once again I am glad I did get the betas done because at least I know that, as of yesterday anyway, things are progressing nicely. My fatigue has been pretty mild all this week, although now my boobs do hurt pretty much around the clock. My appetite has dropped off like crazy, oddly enough. It's not that I'm nauseated, it's just that food is not all that appealing and I am not getting that hungry, at least in comparison to last week. These things might worry me if I didn't have those nice beta numbers in the back of my mind; they allow me to see that you can be definitely pregnant and getting more pregnant even as symptoms wax and wane.
Lunchtime update: the nurse called this morning. She said my OB looked at my betas last night and said they were "great" and I could just schedule a normal first OB appointment for early June - so I'm just going to keep the June 3rd appointment they already set up, even though it's a touch early (not quite 8 weeks). I'm so glad I have this doctor and nurse, and not the crackhead who looked at my first beta on Monday and determined that it was somehow borderline!


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I can't wait for your belly to get big and round =)
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