I am not queasy.
I simply won't acknowledge that I kind of want to vomit right now. That'll make it go away, right? Besides, even if it were nausea (which it is NOT), it would be nausea with a CAUSE. Purposeful puke. Sanctioned sickness. Righteous regurgitation. Blessed barf.
Sorry.
Thanks to all of you for your kind words and congratulations. I guess the official rule book would advise me to wait a while before sharing but I couldn't. And I'm glad I didn't.
Honestly, now that the reality has set in I'm pretty freakin' excited. Not that I wasn't happy about the news, but it's just ... actually swallowing it whole, like an ice cube that you try to crack with your back teeth but then you lose your mind for a second and breathe in and suck it down your throat, like that ... swallowing it whole can be tough. A wise woman told me that the best thing I can do right now is to be short-sighted, and I think she's right as usual (shh, don't tell her I said that). One day at a time. Right now I'm good with the "I'm pregnant" and working on the "Holy shit, are you kidding me I have to wait till November 16 for a doctor's appointment???" And in the meantime life goes on pretty much like always. Like always with no cigarettes and no alcohol and no sleepy-time medication. Like always with claws.
I listened to Once More, With Feeling on my way to work this morning. It is impossible not to sing along. I sang the whole way here. Loudly. Off-key, but that's ok because Lord knows some of them were (I'm lookin' at YOU, Xander and Willow).
Those songs are special.
Sorry.
Thanks to all of you for your kind words and congratulations. I guess the official rule book would advise me to wait a while before sharing but I couldn't. And I'm glad I didn't.
Honestly, now that the reality has set in I'm pretty freakin' excited. Not that I wasn't happy about the news, but it's just ... actually swallowing it whole, like an ice cube that you try to crack with your back teeth but then you lose your mind for a second and breathe in and suck it down your throat, like that ... swallowing it whole can be tough. A wise woman told me that the best thing I can do right now is to be short-sighted, and I think she's right as usual (shh, don't tell her I said that). One day at a time. Right now I'm good with the "I'm pregnant" and working on the "Holy shit, are you kidding me I have to wait till November 16 for a doctor's appointment???" And in the meantime life goes on pretty much like always. Like always with no cigarettes and no alcohol and no sleepy-time medication. Like always with claws.
I listened to Once More, With Feeling on my way to work this morning. It is impossible not to sing along. I sang the whole way here. Loudly. Off-key, but that's ok because Lord knows some of them were (I'm lookin' at YOU, Xander and Willow).
Those songs are special.