Musings from Oct 19

I looked at myself this morning and looked decidedly nonpregnant in the belly. As I was getting ready for work (say, 30 minutes after I arose) I felt the familiar belly grumblies and felt better. I have to remind myself that it is a privilege to be able to go to the doctor whenever I feel alarmed, whereas some people seldom go to the doctor and have healthy babies. I think that the hardest part for me is that in between the initial excitement about learning of its existence to when he/she is out in this world, it is a lot of boring waiting time. I suppose my excitement could be that I have a wickedly getting worse yeast infection – which is a trait of pregnancy I guess. Maybe I should be eating less wheat?