Sigh...

Up until a few moments ago, I was having somewhat of a good day. I don't know why I let things like this bother me, but it does. I should be happy, right? After all, I'm finally pregnant...that's what I wanted...though I'm still not believing it's real.

I'm also really exhausted. I went to bed at 8:30 last night. I wanted to stay up and watch The Office last night, but that wasn't going to happen. I don't think it helps that I get up like 3 times each night to go to the bathroom.

In about a couple hours, I need to leave work and head over to my dentist's office for a lovely cleaning torture session. I hate going to the dentist so much. So very much.

I'm having a sharp pain on my right side. It is really hurting me. I hope that isn't anything bad. I wish it was the 27th already.

Last night, I finally told my vanpool the news - at least the 4 people that were in vanpool yesterday - I immediately regretted it. If something went wrong, that's 4 more people I'd have to tell.