We have yet another UFO in the sidebar. The knitting on the pirates hat is officially done. It needs to have the inside lining tacked down and to be pressed lightly. Unfortunately, I have to go to work today so off into the "to be finished during the holidays" pile it goes.
Today makes me 7 weeks pregnant according to the caledars. I've been fairly free of morning sickness though I get weird twinges of nausea from time to time. It tends to come after I've eaten, go figure. I guess I should thank the universe for small mercies. My back and boobs are still aching, I've started getting more headaches -- those may be work related, though -- and I constantly need to pee, so I guess things are where they should be.
Tomorrow is the ultrasound and I've already had one or two bad dreams about it. In the dreams the ultrasound doesn't get done, though, but things wind up happening to me. In one they shot me up full of drugs and left me to try to get on the exam table by myself. I stumbled and fell all over the place and nobody helped me up. The doctor that arrived wasn't my doctor and he was indifferent, at best, to my plight.
I'm anxious about tomorrow. I sooooo want everything to go right. And, as much as I would like to sit home and knit and destress, I can't. A simple project my team started on Wednesday blew up into an emergency clusterfuck and I have to go into work today. Being that I'm the team leader and the only person actually on staff, all the responsibility falls on me.
Isn't it great to have added stress when you should be relaxing?
Be well my sea monkeys! Keep growing!