... and now for a little reality...

Sadly we found out on Monday that the pregnancy was ectopic. I was rushed into emergency surgery and had to have my left fallopian tube removed, along with the thumb-sized growth that had taken over the tube. The loss of the potential baby hit me on Monday while I was waiting for surgery, but the gravity of the life-threatening situation didn't hit me until yesterday afternoon. Apparently I "should" have ruptured a couple of weeks ago... I'm not sure how I feel about that... shaken, certainly... - but I mean really... we're each in life-threatening situations daily... driving, waiting for a bus, walking down the street... I suppose that this was just more "immanent", as it were. Meantime, I'm trying to sort those feelings out (but not searching too hard for answers), resting my very sore belly and trying desperately to find SOMEthing on daytime TV.

So...

7 wks Pregnant, mortgage-approved and house hunting this weekend!

Egad.