Sadly the “conceptionmoon” is over and we’ve just returned to reality. Our holiday was pure bliss, Hubby and I really feel we milked the holiday for all it was worth and left feeling more than satisfied that we stuck to “the plan”. As sad as it was to leave, I couldn’t wait to wrap my arms around my Little Guy again.
Now even though I didn’t really write much at all while I was away (on purpose. I had more important things to do 😉 ), I did think there were a couple of small things worth mentioning. Like yesterday morning, when an abrupt wave of nausea came over me. I rushed to Hubby’s side, sat down, then proceeded to fan myself wildly. I slowly pulled myself together and put it down to just being ridiculously hungry. As yuk as it was, I didn’t really give it a second thought and off to breakfast we went. Except at breakfast I started to think about how my boobs had been really sore for the last few days. However, I quickly decided that I probably shouldn’t think too much of it. Yet.