9 weeks and 40 years

I'm in the 9th week now. Things are pretty much the same. Some various shades of very very light brown spotting. Still taking it super-easy. It is a good thing I'm so tired, or else I'd be bored, going stir-crazy. But I'm not, just tired. As I say to Mr. P, all this lying around really wears me out.

We have another u/s at the OB tomorrow morning. I'm eager to see how this SCH is looking. I'm hoping it is smaller (obviously). I'm so glad I get to have an u/s again, so soon. It really does help keep me sane. Fingers crossed for a good report tomorrow.

Today is Mr. P's 40th birthday. He took the week off of work, to hang around the house with me. And not be at work too. But it is crazy - I'm married to a 40-year-old man. Strange. It sounds so old! Thankfully, he will always be older than me. :)

We were going to have a party for him this weekend, at a local bar with a nice patio. But after all the bleeding, and subsequent resting, we've canceled the party. Mr. P said he would be too worried about me and the critter over-exerting ourselves to enjoy the party. And after the stress of it all, he said he wasn't feeling too festive anyway. Hopefully we can do something later in the summer, when things (hopefully) settle down.

So that's it. The lazy marathon continues. Fingers crossed for tomorrow!