I'm dealing with the nausea... and although I've been lucky enough that I'm not actually getting sick, it doesn't mean that I don't look like a "post-frat party freshman the morning after" every day. So sorry in advance for that. I just try to graze all day- mostly on carbs (thanks pregnancy). I did a reading at a wedding this weekend and OF COURSE a wave of nausea hit me just as I was standing up in front of everyone. Amidst a beautiful passage on love and devotion I was thinking "Would it be tacky to pop a Ritz"?
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After more blood work (how is it possible I have any blood left?) and some bathing suit area inspections I was told all is well. I also received more paperwork than if we were signing a mortgage on a home and was informed about some future testing options that we can opt to have, or not have. We'll cover those another week. Our next ultrasound is at the 12 week mark (which is where the miscarriage rate drops to 5%) where we should be able to hear the heartbeat. The ultrasound is scheduled, appropriately, on Cinco de Mayo. Party hard or go home, right?