Tomorrows the big day

Tomorrow is the day that I get either a yes or a no about this preggers thing. I’m pretty mellow about it now, and I’m pretty sure I’m not, but still, I get little butterflies starting to boogie in my stomach when I start to think about it.

 

My mom called yesterday and we talked for about 45 minutes or so. We spent time talking about how life has been, how everyone is, but most of it basically surrounded my weird symptoms these past 2 weeks (i.e. excessive eating, excessive sleeping, always needing to pee, etc.) It seemed like she was trying to calm me down but also trying to calm herself down too. I thought it was kind of funny when I got off the phone with her. I understand where things might be stressful for her “I don’t want to be a grandmother right now Amy” hahahaha. I love her with all my heart, I truly do. I don’t think she has told my father yet about the possibility because I think he would be the one to freak out the most. I mean you have to understand, I am a huge daddy’s girl, we bond by arguing, bantering, and yelling at each other, which only drives my mother crazy. But thats how we bond. And I think that if I get a positive result tomorrow I might just break my poor old mans heart, just a little bit. 

 

So I’m hoping for a negative response from my doctor. That would make my day even better. But if I do get a negative from him my only question after that would be “then what the hell is wrong with me?” All my results from last weeks blood test cam back normal except my white blood cells were a little high (he said its prob a viral infection like a cold or something) so I think I can knock out me having diabetes. I can’t think of anything else that would give me these kinds of symptoms, really. And believe me I’ve thought!

 

So keep your fingers (toes, hair, legs, arms, eyes, and anything else crossable) crossed for me tomorrow!

 

Besides that I also have to get my ultrasounds done tomorrow. So I’ll be up at 7 nervous and just a little scared as the day goes on. I won’t be fine till I actually get into the doctors office and he gives me the results. 

 

On an extremely different note, I seriously have to get groceries tonight since I have pretty much eaten every single thing I have here. I think I have 4 chicken nuggets, some pogos, and a chicken pot pie left to eat. So I have to get groceries bad! 

 

I’m off, will prob write more later on tonight,

 

Later days!


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