My sleep schedule has totally been thrown off of late and I'm now waking at 5am. Bad. Bad. Bad.
Not to mention that I have to go to the bathroom every. five. minutes.
I don't know if I suddenly started actually having symptoms or if I just started seeming them, but they're there.
And as an extrovert, it might be hard to hide "our little secret" as we've coded it considering that as I observe the world around me, I usually verbalized those observations to others.
For example… yesterday I walked past a colleague's office and smelled anise/fennel and commented on it (she uses a doTerra oil that helps with milk production--she's nursing). Later when we were chatting, she said she hadn't brought it to work, that she's used it at home and was self-conscience about it. She had asked others if they could smell it and guess what... I'm the only one who said I could. Ding, ding, ding.
In other news, I went to the gym a couple of hours after having eaten a meatballs for dinner. I knew I would regret it, but yikes. I was way, way off and I don't know how much was pregnancy (I mean I just found out and I'm only like a week pregnant--come on now, does that even count) and how much was exercising at night/lack of sleep/etc.
247 days to go...
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