That's kinda how I feel right now, pregnancy-wise.
No estrogen patch! No progesterone pills! Just me!
I don't know if I should be nervous, but suddenly I'm just not.
Perhaps because I feel exactly the way I did when I was on the hormones: exhauted, queasy, and food averse.
And my boobs still hurt. So I figure all's well, knock wood!
Today I started my first knitting project for the wee one. It's a gorgeous linen blanket with a gender-neutral fairyland pattern... perfect for a summer baby. I bought all the materials a couple years ago, intending to make the blanket for a friend's baby... but it was so complicated I abandoned it and made something else. But I really love the pattern and the yarn, so I'm diving in again.
Plus, there's a certain optimism inherent to starting a project for the baby.
And I'm embracing optimism this days.
Good things ahead!
On a completely different note... what a beautiful eulogy by Mona Simpson, for her brother, Steve Jobs.