Afternoon update: Me as a Martian rock star, courtesy of my friend Jess. (Embiggened by me to look more extra-terrestrial.)
1. Boob assessment: Are they bigger? Are they tender? Do my nipples look any different?
I keep poking at them and looking sideways in the mirror. I think they're pretty much the same as always, which is to say no, no, and I think they're always that color now.
2. Nausea: Is my stomach a little swirly? Is that nausea?
I'm a little nauseous. Wait, should I say nauseated? Apparently it used to matter but it doesn't anymore. So nauseous is fine.
Nausea! Nausea is good! But maybe it's allergies. Maybe I am sniffling from allergies and I'm having post-nasal drip and that's making me nauseous. Or nauseated. I don't think I have post-nasal drip, though. I'd notice, I'm pretty sure.
Or maybe I didn't eat enough before I took my vitamins. Or I'm hungry. I'm definitely hungry.
Who the fuck knows on the nausea.
3. Tiredness: Is this normal kid-was-up-chirping-in-the-middle-of-the-night-a-couple-times-this week-tired? Or am I extra-tired?
Hard to tell. I'm tired. But I'm often tired. Is this more tired-y tiredness?
4. Mood: Any mood swings or indication of hormonal shifts?
Definitely. Everyone irritates me. But I was pumped full of hormones this month and have been on an everyone-is-in-my-goddamn-way kick for the last several weeks.
Maybe it's pregnancy insanity?
Or maybe I'm tired of pretending I'm not a total, bitchin' rock star from Mars.
Fuck, maybe I'm Charlie Sheen.
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