it's just waisted time
so today i found out i am 12 weeks along. that's what, like 3 months? yes. and that means i have 6 months to come up with like more money than ever and prepare a nursery!!!! where does the time go? also, i was able to hear the baby's heart beat for the first time. i was so extatic, i almost started to ball. then...the evil came. blood work. it looked like they took 8 tubes of blood out of me. the lady had a fist-full of tubes in her hand when she was done. the needle was in my arm for like 5 minutes straight. but, they perscribes me emla numbing cream for next time, and anytime after that, like when i have to get any IVs (yeeeeuucckk). it's funny because the nurse was like, would you rather me take the blood from your hand. i'm like, "WHAT?!, NO!" but in a nice tone, because my nurse and my doctor as both awesome and wicked nice and supportive. i just don't see how if i'm terrified to have it drawn from my inner arm, how my hand would be any better? but honstely, it's the anxiety that i hate. it doesn't hurt really, it's just knowing someone is going to poke and prod me, freaks me out.
well i guess i'm sort of sorry for making my last entry so bitchy. i'm not sorry about the things i said, but i'm sorry if it seemed out of character for me and i scared you at all... hormones...real killers they is...
well i guess i'm sort of sorry for making my last entry so bitchy. i'm not sorry about the things i said, but i'm sorry if it seemed out of character for me and i scared you at all... hormones...real killers they is...