Not much sex around here. H and DS14 just completed an Olympic distance triathlon and with all the training leading up to it and my pregnancy we've been pretty tired. Then H was chafed in all the wrong places due to the race. We did have sex a couple of nights before the race but I had that "it's been too long" reaction where my body just wasn't really in synch, I didn't o and I don't think he thought it was great either. When we have sex more often everything seems to go better.
So the preggo hormones are going crazy. A couple of nights ago I had an affair with Colin Farrell in my dream. I don't even find him remotely interesting. It was just strange. Every pregnancy I get all sexually ramped up.
Baby x seems to be growing along just fine. Some of my bloodwork came back funny so I now need to see an endocrinologist for suspected hyperthyroid. I don't have any of the symptoms other than messed up TSH. We'll see.
H was very sweet and had a bouquet of 2 dozen roses sent to my office because of my "support" during the training and all. He is such an AOS guy. His romantic gesture is totally tied to my being a "trooper" during a difficult training/prep schedule. I absolutely love the flowers but if I could just get him to translate the "thanks" into blanking my blank....
