Monday morning I woke up and my boobs hurt so bad! For the rest of the week I've been sleeping in a bra and that seems to help. This weekend I'm going to look for one that doesn't have an underwire so it'll be even more comfortable. I think they're already getting bigger too - this concerns me as I wasn't that small to start with and I'd really prefer not to have porn boobs when it's all said and done. But I guess I don't have much say in the matter right?
I'm so tired too! I've been going to bed around 9:30 every night and I still can't seem to get out of bed in the morning. The past two days I haven't worn makeup to work and I assure you, that's huge for me. I'm not a stickler about makeup but I always wear makeup to work. But it has just been beyond my capabilities these past couple of days - I choose those extra minutes of sleep over putting on my face.
Last night Drew was really sweet - I wasn't feeling well and laying down seemed to be the only thing that helped. He was cooking but I couldn't even be in the kitchen for long. Once dinner was done, he asked if I wanted to sit with him in the breakfast nook and eat my crackers there. I told him no, that I'd rather just lay down. So he came and got in bed and had dinner with me there! He's so sweet! I was even able to take a few bites of dinner.
Today I have had no nausea so thank God for small blessings, although I sure could put my head down and go to sleep with zero problems. The baby is only the size of a lentil bean but man, it sure is making its presence known! But I'm grateful, because I'm too neurotic to have no symptoms - I'm glad that I'm feeling wonky because that means something's cookin in there!
Awww, I have a bun in the oven!