So, yeah.  I thought I would be better at this the second time around, but no. I’m not.  The only thing I KNOW from last time is that "your boobs don’t hurt until you can’t sleep on your stomach anymore." As an avowed stomach-sleeper, this hasn’t happened yet.  Of course, it didn’thappen until my 5th or 6th week last time (and one would find out at around 4 weeks.)  I am weirdly hungry at times, and I think some sense of smell is kicking in.  For instance, I REALLY NEEDED PRINGLES today. I RARELY eat chips, give me a chocolate bar anyday, but chips, meh — but today, I really craved them. And then I opened up the can and they smelled bleh. But I still ate a shitload, in a weird "ew these stink BUT ARE SO DELICIOUS" kind of way.

I was up late last night, waiting for my cousin to arrive. She did, safely, and I went to bed at around midnight.  I had to get up to pee — but I had also been drinking a lot of water.  I was up at around 8 am –early for me — and I showered after they left, around 10, and dozed off post-shower.  I had a Diet Coke, and am now ready to pass out again.  My insides are all weird (holy gassy), but I also know the thyroid med has helped with that, and so I’m not really looking to that region for any sort of symptom.

I’m just tired. And cranky. And hungry more often than not. And I have a week to go. Sigh.

I posted this on IM, but wanted to add it here, if even for my own reference.  And if you’ve been in my position, let me know what you think or whatever.  Here’s the basic question:

    If you had a miscarriage, and then conceived again, did the subsequent pregnancy make itself known earlier or stronger than the first?  I guess even if you’ve had two kids, it might apply…. I’m just really wigging out about my body right now, and, as usual, a bulleted list of Why.

• Lower abdominal cramping last night.  Implantation, maybe? Or something?
• Previously mentioned food aversion
• Smell sensitivity.  I went into the garage yesterday with dave and gagged at the smell.  I went to the trash bins to see just what the hell had leaked — old yogurt? or cat litter? and both bins were empty. Dave? Said I was nuts, there was no ‘weird smell’ at all.
• Stuffy Nose.  This I had sort of forgotten about. Okay, totally forgotten about.  This morning I woke myself up with a stuffy/sneezy nose and staggered to the bathroom to dry swallow a claritin.  I went back to bed, but it didn’t help.  I ended up taking a tylenor sinus pill on top of the claritin, and it was okay, but still stuffy.  While I was blowing my nose, AGAIN, I was surfing IM and reading my old posts from April, and saw this mentioned as one of my symptoms back THEN. Ummm, okay.
• Nipple itch.  This never really went away from last time, but it seems to be worse, maybe?
• TIRED.  Yes, I’ve been sleeping in — but not napping, and going to bed rather late.  And yes, I am always more tired after ovulation.  Today, though, I slept in until 10ish, hung out with Amy til 4:30 ish, and when she left I went upstairs and napped with the cat until just after 6.  I am up now because this is the first chance I’ve had to write it all down and do some research, but I am way tired, more than usual, for sure.
• Queasy — just a touch… I ate some Tums before leaving the house today with Amy, and even took the bottle.  The last time Tums lived in my car was uhh, in April.
• Zits — I have a bunch of new ones cropping up on my torso, like before.
• Also, I feel like my um, region, has a weirdass smell. Like before. In April.

So, yeah. THat’s what’s going on. I’m what, 5-6 dpo, so it’s so EARLY, but I feel like I’m either going crazy.. or not. I don’t know. Anyone? Bueller?

Man, almost 3DPO and ALREADY A FREAK.  I went to Portland last night and stayed with Amy, because i was going to visit Jezabel at her family’s camp today.  I left Amy’s at around 1, hungry as hell because I hadn’t eaten anything, and when I got to Jezabel’s camp, she and J were making burgers. YUM! I love burgers! I’m starving!  I ate half and was full. I felt a little like an ass, since I had said "yes, I’m starving, bring on the meat, yo!" and the burger was delish, the setting was perfect, the company extraordinary. And I could. Not. Finish. the damn burger!  And it reminded me of The One Time I Could Not Eat Both SLices of Leftover Pizza, which was the first real oddity of the last time I was up the duff.  So my head, never one to slow down, starts spinning and I really can’t eat the burger, or the chips, or anything except for glasses of water.  I just got home a while ago, and looked up the pizza incident, and that was at like, 12 dpo, not ‘almost 3 dpo." 

See, now that I have a RECORD of what happened the first time, it might even be WORSE than not knowing what to expect at all! Argh.

Sigh. So, I told Amy that I felt like I was PowerOvulating this cycle.  Not only did I get an unmistakable positive OPK, an have all of the requisite EWCM, but for the first time ever I also had cramping, and today, even hiccups! TWICE! (TCOYF suggests that some women have hiccups at ovulation.)  I am also bone tired, which is one of my regular post-ov symptoms, but exacerbated by a fabulous day spent on the coast.  Dave came home and was lightheaded and dizzy from the heat, and probably a bit of low blood sugar and dehydration (it is still hot here) so I didn’t offer myself up to him. As it is, I’m pretty sure the egg has dropped, and if yesterday was enough, it will be. We did our best, no?

So, yes, a trip for iced coffee and cat litter with Andy turned into an impromptu journey down the coast to have seafood on the water in Belfast, and then go mucking about Ft Knox for a while. I wish I’d brought my camera, and Andy said "I’m surprised you didn’t actually… but oh yeah, we were just planning on going to Shaw’s. too."  So, another place I should go with the camera (the first is the bakery in Dover that is housed in an old bank) I guess. 

I’m going to southern maine, maybe tomorrow to stay with Amy, and then on Friday I’ll spend some time on a lake with Jezabel.  Saturday I need to drop off my photos at the civic center for the contest, and Amy and Daed will be up (possibly) to stay the night before taking Daed to camp on Sunday.  My folks will be here Sunday night, as my mom has a doctor appointment the next day, and then it will be back to just Dave and I — and the FatKitty, of course.  Which means I need to fold laundry!

And oh, Brat Camp is on ABC tonight! A rerun from last week is on now, new ep at 9.  Don’t knock it til you’ve tried it! 🙂