Sitting in the waiting room waiting for my next blood test. I've asked if they can take the beta HCG test so I can see what level it's at. The doc didn't order one cause she saw the gestational sac, but paranoid as I am, I want to know how high it's gotten.
Hoping and praying that all is ok. After everything, it is easier for me to be pessimistic. And even now, I'm still spinning out that this could even happen! Last night I was talking to my darling husband about how I could be pregnant and he had to stop me and say.. You ARE pregnant! And that freaked me out yet again.
Funny how one day, I'm perfectly normal, and now, since I know there's something there, I'm allovasudden rife with pregnancy symptoms. I bet if I hadn't peed on a stick, i'd still be feeling normal. But now, since I'm all knowing, i feel everything. Somebody should just wrap me in cotton wool and rest me on a bed for the next 7 weeks!
I find this a most bizarre situation. I have no idea what to think or how to feel. I want to be excited and happy, but i'm so used to disappointment, i'm scared to be optimistic. It's just so unreal.
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