Friday is my first ultrasound. I am keeping my fingers crossed that they will find at least one gestational sack. My symptoms have been fairly low key. I am sleepy... A LOT. My breasts are quite sore. I am only really able to eat burgers and fruit. I am having very strange dreams. And I am extremely moody... poor hubby.
On top of all of this I seem to be very preoccupied (go figure). Sometimes I feel like it is difficult to even hold a conversation with someone else. I don't know WHAT I'll do when I go back to school next week. Everyone will think I've been replaced by an alien.
This preoccupation caused problems today when I tried to back out of the driveway. I was trying to focus on not turning over the recycling bin. However, I failed to keep paying attention to my neighbor's car. Yup, you guessed it. I slammed right into it's bumper. And of course it was plastic. So, it caved right it.
I called my brother (a mechanic) and went to tell C. She wasn't too concerned. She was extremely nice and understanding. As I tried to apologize and tell how I was going to rectify the situation I just started bawling. She felt so bad for me. She was quite confused as to why I was blubbering over a little bumper. I finally explained that I was pregnant. She was quite happy for me and thought the whole thing was kind of comical. DAMN these hormones!
I wonder if others will survive my pregnancy?!!!!!!