3 weeks, 4 days

Phew! I just need to collect my thoughts. This time it's real. I'm pregnant - again. For the fourth time. Maybe because we were threatened with the reality of Clomid come the new year or maybe our timing was just right. I don't know and I don't care. All I know is it worked.

Shaun was away this weekend at mum and dads and we were able to complete the bathroom - flooring, shower curtain, and threshold strip into the hallway. Now we're on our way to pick him up and I convinced Craig that we'll tell mum and dad today. I know it's early but I think they need to know in case I lose another baby. Especially since Melissa isn't next door anymore. So that's that. I don't know for sure but I think my due date will be the beginning of August. I'm going to talk to Dr. McKinnon and beg for a beta hCG and an early ultrasound. If he won't give me one I'll call Dr. Powers and see what he can do for me. I'm desperate this time - I really need to know that everything's okay.

My boobs are killing me - all tingly and sore. Plus I've been experiencing morning sickness. It's really early for that but every pregnancy has been like this.

Back At Goal

YAY! I'm back at goal! It was a few months but I did it. I haven't officially weighed in yet but this Wednesday coming I will. I'm actually looking forward to it for a change.

Shaun's been doing some really funny things lately. A couple of weeks ago when he got up in the morning his socks were falling off. He told me that his socks were mushy! Last week he had pop, a lot of it, from McDonalds. At his first taste he said the pop was spicy and you know, when you think about the bubbles popping, it would taste kind of spicy to a kid. Then 2 days ago Shaun and I were in Cambridge Centre watching the zamboni clean the ice. Later when we walked by again, the zamboni was gone and Shaun asked me where the man who was mowing the ice had gone. I was just thinking a few weeks ago that Shaun hadn't said too many cute toddler things until I really started listening to him.