First, after determining I couldn’t live another moment without a pickle I made a 10:30 run to the local store with husband.
The second key purchase of said trip – lactaid pills. As I have also determined that another day without ice cream is not acceptable.
yup. all I thought about today was picklesandicecream.
do they make a salty flavour of ice cream. they make banana splits. do they make pickle splits? It’s quite sad really that the old wives tale is true.
going to try the lactaid experiment tomorrow. I figure I already feel so terrible, a little more abdominal upset if they don’t work, isn’t going to cause any lasting scars.
I believe we move into week 8 tomorrow – though my RE calculates a little differently and I think would have us at 7w5d today. I’ll confirm at next week’s ultrasound.
It’s hard for me to wrap my head around how time can move so slowly and so quick at the same time.