I’m about five and a half weeks pregnant, and I find myself wondering — is there really a baby growing in there? It seems almost too good to be true. I can’t wait to go to the doctor in a week from tomorrow, which I think will make it feel so much more real. I even took my doubt to a ridiculous level earlier today when I took yet another pregnancy test. Again, the two pretty pink lines. Again, I’m hoping the doc says all is well and our sweet baby is growing happily and healthily inside me at our visit. I suppose it’s normal to feel this way this early on. One of my friends told me it didn’t feel real to her either until she went to the doctor, but she had to wait until she was 8 weeks pregnant! I’ll be just under 7 weeks at my appointment…I can’t imagine waiting that extra week and a half. I’m just counting down the days.
On another note…True Blood Season 3 premieres tonight! Aside from the clear benefit of being able to drool over Eric for another season, I am super pumped to start the debaucherous, bloody, outrageous, keep-you-on-the-edge-of-your-seat-wishing-vamps-were-real fun all over again. Anyone else a fan?