The Scare.

Scare is putting it mildly. I've been experiencing nausea, reminiscent of early pregnancy. I've been avoiding it, hoping it would pass like an afternoon rain shower, forgotten by sunset. But it held on and reminded me constantly of how I felt this time exactly 1 year ago. I had just found out I was pregnant with Em and it instantly arrived, as if morning sickness was packaged with the positive pregnancy test.

I know that I have LAM on my side, but stranger things have happened. Until I actually have a period I have no idea I've actually ovulated. I've been bf'ing exclusively for 4 months and only recently introduced solids on a regular basis so my chances were slim...but the nausea...the headaches, were all too vaguely familiar to rule it out completely.

I had the hubby bring home a test tonight and am relieved to announce a negative result. Well worth the $15 it cost to find out, that I know for sure. I couldn't even contemplate another baby right now. I would seriously consider running far, far away and hiding for about three years. Phew. Phew. Phew. That scared the living shit right the hell out of me.