The Lesser of Two Weevils: being the writings of two nice ladies

Thanks of the miracle of gestational math, I am 4 weeks, 6 days pregnant.

Now, I know that I was not pregnant a month ago. But most women don't know the exact day they ovulated/conceived, so the medical convention is to date the pregnancy from the first day of your last menstrual period. Freaky, huh?

But it makes me feel better. It makes me feel like it's all very solid and established. I know that there are a zillion things that can still go wrong, but since I don't have to pass any tests until May 14th, I'm going to just accept the reality that I am pregnant and enjoy it.

Depending on which online calculator you fancy, I'm due sometime between December 25th and 28th. The 28th is K's birthday, so that's kind of cool.

I saw the naturopath this morning. She said my pulses were nice and strong. Between that and the fact that my HCG almost tripled in 48 hours, she said that this was "one tenacious bean." So that's what we're calling "him" -- Tenacious B.

Now, on to the Miracle of Life: ( How I'm feeling... )

M.

I am pregnant.

I know it's still early days. They do the second test on Wednesday to see if my HCG numbers are increasing like they are supposed to. And after that it's a long, long, long road to giving birth to a healthy baby.

But, by God, I AM PREGNANT TODAY!!!!

Today is my day of jubilee!

Since Thursday I've been so down and convinced that my period was on its way. I had decided that this was going to be my last go round -- I simply didn't think I could face it again, even with a medicated cycle. You see, this cycle was so perfect. I thought that if I can't get pregnant on this "excellent" cycle with my "beautiful" follicle, it's just never going to happen.

Fuck me.

There's a living creature inside me today.

I am totally knocked up right now.

Please provide me with other ways to describe my current condition.

And thank you, everyone for helping me get this far.

M.