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Can it be Monday yet?

We're about 5.5 weeks now and I'm definitely getting some symptoms.

  • I suddenly LOVE tomatoes. Always liked tomato products (spaghetti sauce, pizza,etc) but now I love whole tomatoes.
  • Pretty much continuous nausea. Very mild and no vomiting.
  • Newly improved breast size, very painfully tender. Sending in my Playboy pics soon. :)
  • Bloated belly and increased reflux. Sexy...
  • Lots and lots of fatigue. I am one sleepy girl.

I've had three sets of labs drawn... kind of my newest addiction... and my latest levels were good again. HcG= 10,003 and P4= 22.1. I just love to see that number go up.


I'm definitely looking forward to my ultrasound on Monday. To see a healthy beating heart is my dream come true. I'm so incredibly worried about everything right now. I know a lot of people don't get it, which amazes me. If something takes you this long and this much effort, you'd do anything to make it work. And you can't help but feel constant fear that you may lose it all. I appreciate you girls so much who know how tough this is. You've offered such incredible support. This has been such a tough road and I feel like I have SO much on the line to protect right now. Each day is one day closer...

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  1. I didn't have to work as hard to become pregnant, but I know how you feel about the fear of miscarriage. They say the nausea and other pregnancy signs are indicative of a healthy pregnancy!!! I was nauseous almost non-stop until 14wks but thankfully very little vomiting.

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  2. I hear ya on the miscarriage fear. I was so nervous for our first ultrasound, and as soon as I saw that heartbeat flickering, I felt one million times better.

    Congrats, and I can't wait to hear how your appt goes! :)

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  3. I concur with Andrea and ache for you! Apparently, the worrying never stops - even after the kid has made their grand arrival. Just think about how your Mom must be feeling about you right now!!! Hang in there Amber...

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  4. Please post ultrasound pics of your Moose baby ASAP, I can not wait!!!

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