I'm tired

I totally forgot how wiped out pregnancy makes you. I know i'm driving my dear husband crazy but I just told him I need (another) nap. It's my second of the day...ok, third if you count the little snooze I took shortly after he left at 8 am this morning to workout with his trainer. I kinda don't count that because really I was just trying to extend my night slumber. And it wasn't a total, deep sleep because our darling daughter was up and watching Noggin or Disney or something. Hence I had to have one eye sorta open.

Anyway, I'm exhausted, but then I remembered that I started this blog and hadn't updated it since I started it. I'm only 6 weeks preggo which means I have at least 7 more weeks of the first trimester -- and total exhaustion.

So, this entry was just so I remembered that when I wake up I need to do a real blog entry. So, if you read this placeholder entry, all I want to say is "Thanks!"

Note to self: remember to talk about my maternity clothes including the skinny preggo jeans (pictured at left) that I covet.

I'm hungry

Just Monday I confirmed what I suspected for a few days -- that I'm knocked up. And now, for the last two days, I've woken up in the middle of the night ravenous and scrounging for food. So at 3 AM I just polished off a piece of leftover KFC that I had in the fridge.

I just realized that I haven't introduced myself. You can call me The Preggo. I'm a wife of about 16 years years to a great man, and mother of a little girl that will soon be 3 years old. My current state is a surprise since it took so long to concieve the first child. We had gone through years of treatment including Clomid (which made me insane, seriously) and Intra Uterine Inseminations. While on a planned two year break from these treatments (while we prepared for IVF), I "spontaneously" conceived.

Now, I'm 40-freaking years-old and knocked up. Not that I'm upset about it, I'm just wondering how and why this is happening now as opposed to say, 10 years ago when I was 6 years into the marriage and 30!

I know that this is a blessing and now I'm freaked out, scared that I won't carry to full term. So I'm carrying this secret around until September. Hence the name of this blog "Preggo Anonymous".

Hope you'll stick around.