gas and 3 dpo.

Woot, for real crosshairs this time!

I sit here today at work seriously about to blow chunks on my keyboard for the second day in a row. I woke up this morning at 3:15 and prepped my bedside trash can for a little bean burrito and pineapple smoothie from dinner. Thank you Lord, he allowed me to let the most obnoxious burp out that could be heard for miles, and that soothed me enough to allow me to go back to sleep until 6:30am.

Last night was no different story. I had the worst gas eva. I had been feeling the fluid pooling around the bottom of my esophagus all day and at one point I wished that it would seriously just come up. Gross, I know, but I was that desperate to feel better. My stomach was making the most awkward noises and I kinda wish I had recorded them to let you hear the excitement. Boo, for no video camera yet.