Start of Week Fiver

It has been a day let me tell you! Lots of craziness happening at work. I've been the boss for the last two weeks and this is the third and final week. It has been so quiet until this week when all the shiz hit the fan. Not to mention that every whack job in town paid us a visit. Including, Jose...who proceeded to yell at me how he was a Philipino-Americano, he is a citizen of the United States of America, and his phone should work. It is disgusting! Disgusting that his phone doesn't work. Well, he's using a international calling card from God-knows where so it really ain't my problem. Then he wandered away talking to himself. Oh, but he did say I was his heroine today. It I was a man I'd be his hero, but I am female so I am his heroine. Yeah me.

I was a wee nausous this morning. I thought maybe I shouldn't eat my egg. Usually that's all I have, an egg and a glass of milk. This morning I thought I'd better have a peice of toast with some jam first then see. So I ate that, then ate my egg and had my milk and everything was fine. It was like the teeniest, tiniest bit of nausea. I am so paranoid to have morning sickness. I hate that watery-mouth, swallowing a bunch feeling. Every time I have the smallest stomach twinge I'm like "ok here it comes!" I also get a little fluffy tum when I get hungry. AAH, I don't want it. I read that the sicker you are the healthier your baby. I also read that if you get motion sickness or migraines you will get bad morning sickness. Double negative for me! I get both those things. I can't even read a text message in the car without getting nausous. We won't even talk about the migraines.

I have a sinus infection yuck. I can't lay down because I start to drown in mucus.

Let's talk about "advice." We just had a little discussion of sorts about how my sis-in-law was concerned with being positive all the time around me because I'm pregnant. I think she's concerned that I'm not happy about being pregnant. I actually think it is the coolest thing in the world! I'm so excited to have the experience of being pregnant and see what it is all about. I've always been really laid back about going to doctors and things going on in my body because I studied it. I know physiology. I know what an orange does when I'm digesting it. I've studied reproductive systems. I'm very aware of what is going on when my blood circulates through my lungs and to my organs and subsequently my baby. My coworker BV (who I love and who's opinion I value) says "oh that will change, you will stress about your health and your baby's health." Well no kidding. Of course I will! I don't need other people to tell me how I will feel. I want to experience this in my own way. And of course they went on to say that it hurts so bad "aren't you excited" etc etc. I vow right now to never tell a pregnant woman how she is supposed to feel unless she asks. I vow to never say "aren't you excited" about all the bad stuff that I know for a fact they are NOT excited about. Sarcasm doesn't really fly when you are pregnant. It is like that part of your sense of humor goes by the way side for awhile. I'm sure it will come back, but right now I just don't get it and it hurts my feelings.