I worry about Button, a lot. Everyday.
Last night I had a bad dream. I won't go into details. I woke up crying. Matt asked me if something hurt. I told him no that I had a bad dream. That was around 5:30. I don't think I really went back to sleep.
This morning I had a mini-meltdown. It had been 4 weeks since I had been to my doctor. And I wasn't supposed to go back until next Friday. I called there and talked to the nurse. Told her what my problem was. Cried a little. She said to come in.
They found a heartbeat. Every thing's fine. Little Button was moving around a lot according to the doctor. I cried some more.
I told the doctor I thought I felt Button move sometimes. He said I probably did.
I also told him about Vinnie. Vinnie likes to lay his head on my stomach when I'm sitting on the couch. And lay on my stomach in bed. I told him he only weighs 7 pounds. The doctor said that it's fine for him to lay on me and he probably knows what's going on. I thought that was cute.
I asked the nurse if I was the biggest drama queen that they have ever had to deal with. She said, "No, far from it." So, I guess that's good.
The doctor says that my hormones should be easier to manage soon. It's horrible. If I'm not crying, I'm pissed about something or someone is annoying me. Usually Matt. And that's not good. I don't want to be aggravated or annoyed all the time.
Maybe that's why I haven't been posting as much. Cause I've been a mess. This shit is no joke.
But, most importantly Button is fine. My next appointment is in 3.5 weeks. Then I have a sonogram a week after that and we should be able to find out if it is a boy or a girl.
I'm going to try really hard not to worry. I really am. I'm guessing it's not good for me or Button.
Hope you all have a great week and a Happy Thanksgiving!