So some of you think I'm pregnant, huh? I hadn't considered that as an option...haven't been pregnant in like 11 years. I'm still a week away from TOM, so I guess I won't know 'til then. When I looked up my symptoms online over the weekend, I got PMS. But, PMS symptoms two weeks before TOM does seem a little early, doesn't it? Suppose it's more likely that I'm pregnant rather than experiencing severe PMS out of nowhere? Ha ha!

The girls were throbbing last night, with shooting-stabbing pain thrown in every now and then for good measure. Oy. Still tired. Woke up with a mild headache. I'm not even going to talk about the sushi (sashimi, really)...

So I read up on pregnancy last night and it looks like the home tests aren't too accurate until it is TOM but you can go to the doctor and get a blood test. Prince Charming is worried that it may be something else and wants me to go to the doctor rather than be miserable...LOL...I reminded him that there is no cure for pregnancy, if that is what it is, and that I'd be miserable a whole lot longer. I'm not a big fan of going to the doctor for no good reason.

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So Prince Charming wins. We went to the doctor this morning. Dr said that it sounds like I'm pregnant to him...will know tomorrow afternoon when the blood test comes back. If I'm not, he said that pregnancy is the first thing to rule out before figuring out what else it could be.

And how, exactly, am I supposed to concentrate on my work with all this potentially life-changing stuff floating around in my brain??? Am I going to have two kids 11+ years apart? Whoa. How would this affect my career? My Dad's wife called me last night (she is almost my age, for those of you who don't know THAT story) and her 18 year old son is, apparently, going to be a father. Maybe I can tell my Dad that we're expecting on the same he finds out about my step brother. That would be hysterical. What's even funnier...I plugged in the last date of my period into one of those online due-date calculators and it said that the baby would be due on my birthday.

This is almost too funny for it NOT to happen.

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Okay...so I am angry and annoyed and b!tchy right now. Better my blog than my family, right? My friggin tits hurt like hell, my stomach is unhappy, I'm exhausted and my face is all oily...as if that all wasn't enough, my buddies are texting me to figure out what the plans are for the weekend. I can't make any plans this weekend right now...my life is currently paused. Can someone please hit the PLAY button, again? I think I am going to take my cranky @ss to bed before it gets ugly up in here...