I hardly slept last night. My back was hurting, my boobs were hurting. I was rolling around like a hotdog all night turning from side to back to side to front over and over. I would wake up for two hours at a time. I am, right now, exhausted. But I am loving every moment of it. I don't care if I don't sleep for nine months. There's something growing deep inside me, something David and I (and a whole team of scientists) made. Again, I know this can drop out from underneath me, I remind myself of that every day, but I'm starting to have a bit more confidence with each ache, pain and test.
Speaking of which. I have so many symptoms today that I wasn't the least bit surprised to get this this afternoon!