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I returned to my virus infested, snot filled work today. It wasn't so bad. The week off has made me a distinctly nicer provider of healthcare. What is really nice about my job though is the lab coat I get to wear. I like it because I can check the boobs pretty inconspicuously. I have to say...they're a little different. I'm also still insanely hungry. I ate 2 lunches today. I invoked the evil goddess insomnia yesterday by pointing out that I have not been having any trouble sleeping...so of course I was up eating and googling from 3am to 5am. The progesterone shots are going well. I have some cute little bruises on my rear. We're hoping for 4 more weeks of this daily shot in the butt stuff. Sexy.

I have decided not to pee on a stick until the morning of the official pregnancy test. I am just not really sure how to deal with the result, so I'm just going with the flow, so to speak. Of course, I reserve the right to change my mind in the next 48 hours.

3 days to go. Then...if we are knocked up, we have to make it through a pregnancy. This is the sobering fact. Positive pregnancy tests don't equal babies sometimes. For now, I like not having to worry about that for a few more days at least.

3 days to go!