Of course I won't feel 100% better until tomorrow, but the spotting has slowed WAY down. And It's mostly brown (hey, if it was TMI, you would have stopped reading this when I was wanting to take pictures of my nipples). Anyway - my symptoms aren't really major - most very enhanced smell (which brings on waves on not wanting to eat things), very cool dreams every night (last night I was a vampire on my college swim team), and I'm really thirsty all the time. Of course, I'm also only 4 weeks 6 days pregnant at this point, so I wouldn't expect anything major yet. How about I start stressing about that AFTER the good HCG tomorrow?
My HCG needs to be at 150 tomorrow - so lets all pray/wish/think good thoughts for that, OK?
I feel like I need to share my major meltdown on Tuesday night. Aaron and I were getting ready for bed, and I asked where the HPT was for the morning. And he said - I really wish you would just wait for the BPT tomorrow, like the doctor told you too. And I LOST IT. I was screaming and telling him that there was NO WAY I was going to Nantucket without having some idea of the results. That I didn't want to be crying like a crazy woman in his mother's house. And we ranted and raved at each other for a good hour. Fun, fun. I was even picking up the phone to call her and tell her we weren't coming, but I couldn't remember the phone number (and surprisingly) Aaron wouldn't tell it to me (which just made me MORE angry).
So, when the HPT was negative, and the BPT was positive, let's just say Aaron has a right to say "I told you so".
But - my MIL had about the exact reaction I expected. "You're pregnant? Better stop drinking coffee". WTF.