This means waiting until Friday. I rescheduled for that day because it was most convenient for W to get the day off. I didn't however realize it's Friday the 13th. Great.
This Friday I should be 7 weeks. So far I've been feeling tired in the afternoons and nauseous like crazy in the middle of the night and in the early mornings. The past three nights I woke up I got sick. It's not fun at all to feel so awful but it's also somewhat reassuring at the same time. I actually emailed dr. B this morning asking about taking zofran with metformin because I'm not tolerating the metformin well.
W has been so helpful and great. He's been helping as much with the girls as he is able. Having him feed them breakfast is so nice since looking at food that early in the morning makes me feel sick. He's really been so helpful and I appreciate it.
Now, to make it to Friday...