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Pregnancy does weird things to my head. I have always been a worrier by nature, but lately I have taken the liberty of blaming my neuroses on hormones. For example, I go to the doctor about once every 4 weeks from now until right before the baby is born but a month seems like an awfully long time because I think of a lot of things to stress about in between appointments. Right now I am obsessing about the results of my totally routine blood tests which I won't learn the results of until my next appointment in 2 weeks (although maybe if there were something tragically wrong with me they would call me?). I am also worrying about the trip we have planned to Seattle this weekend to visit Aaron's sister at college. I am just worried I will feel cruddy and/or not get enough sleep and those things will make me cranky and then everyone will wish I had stayed home.

However, I do see the light at the end of the first trimester tunnel. Most days now there are a few hours when I feel pretty good and so maybe that is a sign that I won't be one of the unfortunate women who have morning sickness through their entire pregnancies. I am definitely tired of crying over stupid things. This week, I have cried at the following ridiculous items:

- listening to the song "Hit the Road Jack" on the soundtrack of Ray;
- a Subway commercial with a sandwich that, to me, looks like poop patty on bread;
- a preview for a movie about high school girls who spend the summer apart;
- Aaron's suggestion that we go to the gym;
- countless times I have cried for no identifiable reason whatsoever