I might be crazy… I’ve still been peeing on a stick each morning. Tomorrow is my second pregnancy test at the hospital, to make sure my HCG is increasing properly, and for some reason, the home tests are providing comfort that I’m still pregnant. I wish I could be blissfully ignorant and assume that in 9 months I get a baby, but that obviously is not the case. My test this morning was darker though, thank goodness. Will I fear losing this baby the entire nine months?
Eric left for Florida early yesterday morning, and I’m happy to report my PIO IM injections are going great all on my own! I know, I can’t really believe it either. I did the first one alone Friday night when Eric was still here, although I insisted on being alone in the bathroom. Something about him watching me… Anyway, I hardly felt it, honest, although I did stand there for a good two minutes staring at the needles, wondering how in the heck I was gonna stick the entire thing into my hip. I didn’t hardly feel it last night either. Maybe it’s because my focus is on the shot itself, and not the pain, or perhaps I’m not as tense when I do it myself. When Eric gives it, it seems to be a surprise. Not saying I’ll continue on my own once he’s back in town, but at least I know I’m not completely dependent on him.
As far as any early signs of pregnancy, I’m not having many. The tender breasts are no longer… I read in another blog that our bodies get used to the side effects of the progesterone shots… Anyone know if it’s true, as I don’t remember where I read that… Yesterday afternoon I sat down on the couch and woke up three hours later, so it seems the exhaustion has already set in, although I was thinking it’s still too early for that. I didn’t feel as tired today, but I did go to bed early last night and slept in a bit this morning. Still no caffeine.
As if I’m not feeling enough stress these days… I have renters with another six weeks left. They actually wanted out months ago, so I listed the property for sale thinking maybe they could get out of their lease early that way. Well, here we are, down to six weeks, and I have an interested party. Who wants to close by May 31st. Yes, two weeks. Cash offer, a father is buying the townhouse for his 18 year-old daughter. What the… Who does that? Maybe I’m jealous, I don’t know. My parents never bought me a place! But then again, look how hard I’ve worked for every single thing I have! And how will this young girl ever learn those important life lessons? Well, not my concern I guess. Anyway, so know I have to basically kick out my tenants to accommodate this crazy dude. Who happens to not have returned my calls today. How do I get myself into these messes??? The good news, since I’m selling it myself, I should end up with $7K or so profit. Woohoo, baby shopping here I come!
You’ve all been wonderful with the prayers and positive vibes, so thank you again. I really hope my test tomorrow is good news. I’ll update once I have the results.