I found out I was pregnant. I am not sure the news has sunk it for either of us yet. D is freaking out a bit. He would never say it was about the baby, but I know it is. I think it is normal for men to take care of his family. Even though we both work (and I will continue to do so after the baby) I think he feels that pressure more. So, I just let him roll with it. Me? I am feeling fine. No real symptoms. My breasts are bigger and I am constipated and tire more easily. No morning sickness, do dizzy spells, no metallic taste. I am anxious for the US on Tuesday. Last friday was my last contact with the Doctors office and it has me a bit on edge. I was buying Mother's Day cards today in CVS and almost bought some pregnancy tests to prove to myself I was infact still pregnant. I was able to resist for now. I am not making any promises about tomorrow though. Come on, I still have 5 whole days until the US.
On the housing front it appears we are screwed. We have three and a half weeks to find a place to move. We found one place but decided it was just a ridiculous amount of money for renting. I am so tempted to pack all of things and head to Portland. But no can do with maybe on board. Not yet anyway. If this apartment shit had gone down a few months from now that might have been the plan. Tonight I will be scouring craigslist for a new abode.
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