I can't say that I've been real proud of myself the last few days. I'm sure that the embryos in my uterus are pretty disappointed in me too. I've been a little bit of a wreck-- an emotional wreck-- these days and all because I feel good.
I'm officially crazy.
I woke up Tuesday morning feeling great. Rested. Relaxed. And I should have been because for the last few days all I did was sleep, lay around, lounge... but you know me. Feeling good is a bad thing.
So I obsessed over how my pants were fitting a little loose and how I could walk around without feeling my ovaries sliding around on my insides. I felt like such a fertility failure. And then, even after a very relaxing acupuncture treatment, I still broke down and cried like a little girl.... all because I felt good. You can't see me right now as I type but I'm shaking my own head at me.
But then I pulled myself together. Today I called the doctor. They told me that feeling good was okay. It is good to feel good!
It really is too early to start this mess.
Continue to send happy thoughts our way.
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