Doctor

So I went to the doctor yesterday. There's definitely something in there. :) They put my due date around the 8-10th of December, but I don't expect to go that long... at least if he follows Dr. Hulme's trend. I liked the doctor. He seemed very nice, but I really REALLY missed Dr. Hulme. There's something comforting about going to someone who knows you and your body well. This pregnancy has been hard enough for a number of reasons, and having to sit in someone else's strange office yesterday... well, I know I'm hormonal, but I was nearly in tears the whole time. Of course I bawled like, well like a baby, in the car after I left. Being sick again hasn't helped that. In some ways it hasn't been as bad as with the others, but when it's bad... it's BAD. Incapacitating and not even Zofran does anything. Last night I was doubled over in pain on our bed. Of course that may have been due to the fact that I pushed myself too hard in Water Aerobics, but all I wanted to do was curl up and cry. And Sunday I went to church came home and couldn't do anything but lay around, felt so bad. Anyways. Basically I have days when I barely need the Zofran, mostly just to take the edge off, and then I have days when as long as I eat soon, I'm okay. And then I have DAYS.

Anyways. I have a bad attitude about the whole thing, and I know I should be grateful. But it's hard to be grateful when you feel like crap, weren't planning this, and miss your mom like Hell.