So guess what? I feel TOTALLY better. I took my first chewable iron tablet on Monday evening and my morning sickness magically disappeared. Like, IMMEDIATELY. I'm still getting queasy, much in the way I felt while pregnant with Alex, but I haven't actually done the whole gagging routine in almost 48 hours. For a NORMAL person, this would be reason to celebrate!
But, of course, I'm PREGNANT and as such, INSANE, so this is really only one more reason for me to freak out. Morning sickness isn't supposed to stop abruptly like this - particularly not as early as at ten weeks. Of course my doctor's office reassured me this morning that pregnancy symptoms can come and go and to call if I start spotting or experience any cramping, yada yada, shut up annoying crazy pregnant lady.
I actually have a pretty strong hunch that things with the Beebster are absolutely fine. This is another strange theory of mine, but Bad Things only ever happen to me when I don't anticipate them. When I think through what might logically happen as a worst case scenario - that scenario never ever plays itself out. I know there's a first time for everything, but I still feel VERY pregnant, so I've decided not to worry. It's just WAY too much of a coincidence that the morning sickness disappeared the very minute I got some additional iron in me. It's not the first time I've heard that correcting a vitamin deficiency can miraculously cure the mega-barfs.
Alex has been strangely good these past few days. But maybe I'm just feeling better and that takes the edge off his being TWO. I even spent ALL DAY yesterday cleaning my house to appease my cranky-butt husband and Mr. Pants was an angel the whole time. He followed me around "vacuuming" with his popcorn-popper toy and mostly not undoing all my hard work. Mostly. He did manage to pee on the duvet only THREE minutes after I'd just finished putting it back on the bed. (But it was on Dave's side, so there it will remain until the next washing).
Today we had a most excellent outing to Lemos Farm in Half Moon Bay. Even though the weather was crap, Alex had a blast with his best buddy Joe. Joe's mom and I are married to CLONES, I swear, so she and I always have an excellent time hanging out and commiserating. The most important thing to mention, though, is that Alex got to RIDE A PONY. What more is there to say?