Everyone is telling me how thin I look. What now!! I am eating for England. I'll take it, though. It may be that they are reacting to my new hair cut!
So, food last night was a triumph. Green beef curry. OMG. Seriously, how much joy can a curry bring. For some reason I was super tired last night and didn't go to choir, again. I went home in the cold wet snow, shivering and moaning. Got in, put on toasty clothes and ordered Thai. And why the hell not. I was feeling queasy but I thought, food always helps.
It did. The coconut milk with the meat and rice was just divine. It soothed, it filled and I was soon away in ZZZZZZZ land. I slept till 4 when my fat cat was all over me wanting her breakfast. Little bugger.
One more day till my 12th week. Wow. I am not really worried about tomorrow's NT test. I guess its because my donor was 23. And, if the truth be told, we have a plan B based on personal experience so all the decisions have been made. Will it be a HUGE relief to know all is well? Of course. In every way. But I have already accepted that nothing is for sure in the land of IF pregnancy and I have been given 12 weeks already, 12 weeks of watching beans grow. That in itself is pretty damn special.
Good luck to Jill - beta day. Oh please, universe, be generous and kind to this wonderful women.