While I'm really happy to have found you all, I'm really sad thinking about those of you who have lost. My heart goes out to you. I've been there.
And here I am now hoping the terrible late afternoon nausea I'm experiencing is a good sign. Along with the cravings for chocolate milk!? My food aversions sound just like those many of you are experiencing. I've got the weird dreams (which I vividly recall from my first pregnancy, 1996) and the sore breasts. So far, everything seems pretty normal and much more real or intense than my 2010 pregnancy that resulted in a miscarriage. I've been waking up early and happy and feeling energized—very unusual for someone who has always felt allergic to mornings.
Being that I had *just* turned 40 precisely a week before my LMP, the father and I were not at all confident that we would conceive. I took a test on a Friday morning before a celebratory weekend that was going to involve drinking and I was disappointed at the negative result but figured it meant I could imbibe. Five days later—five days after I had expected my period—I took another test. The positive result was confirmed when I took a third test the following morning. Hooray!
At my age, I feel that I'll be really fortunate if all goes smoothly. But I'm hoping (and praying) to be that fortunate.
You all seem like great people and I'm already feeling the love.
Best of luck to you all and I look forward to getting to know you over the months ahead!