peppercorn

After my woolly vacation, I had trouble striking up the energy to work. Two hours after getting out of bed, I'd start fantasizing about leaping right back in. Finally, this past Saturday evening, I felt my eyes start to close around 8pm, and I knew something was wrong- maybe that pesky sinus infection wasn't completely gone, or maybe it was a little flu-bug. Halfway though a CSI episode, I leaped off the couch and took a home pregnancy test, mostly so I could have a guilt-free vodka & rootbeer before snoozing through a artsy film Trevor had picked out to watch next. Aaaand, surprise surprise- it was positive!

Just three weeks before, we had been informed that my hormonal levels were too wonky to conceive easily, and that I'd have to go to a specialist nearly an hour away for fertility treatment. I hadn't had a cycle start (sorry for the TMI, folks) since February, and a blood pregnancy test came back negative in mid-April, so my positive lil' pink lines really threw me for a loop, especially since I had gone lax about drinking through Camp Pluckyfluff and the week before, and had a few Xanaxes to get me through the roadtrip.

The BETA hcg tests run by my doctor are definitely looking good- my levels have more-than-doubled in less than 48 hours, from 3,400 to 7,000, so I'm feeling pretty confident and hopeful about this little bean, despite being only 5-ish weeks along. My first appointment is in mid-June, and I'm besides myself with anxiety and happiness.

My little "Stottlebean" is the size of a peppercorn, approximately.

The unfortunate news is that dyeing is taboo, for at least this trimester. Trevor just dyed a nice big batch for me this evening (I'm so glad I taught him how to dye earlier this year!) and while his colors are looking fantastic, they're not the colors that I might would have picked. My shop might look a bit odd as I adjust to a work schedule that includes naps, colors of merino that are totally random, and find a way to bolt down my Strauch Petite to a surface that doesn't involve feats of flexibility, like my previous carding involved. Since I also taught my mom to dye, I'm sure I'll have support at home and nearby with the dyeing aspect of my business as I learn about the stages of my little peppercorn.

Oh, and I'm seriously behind on convos and feedback!

Keep your fingers crossed for me, I know it's taboo to announce pregnancy so early, but I'm feeling so fortunate that it even happened at all, and I don't think I could have held it in, even for a few more weeks.