Paranoid Innit

apparently my zygote is now the size of a tadpole, so i'm updating the nickname from Goaty, to Tad.

Tad. Sounds like a strapping young man who plays sports like Lacrosse and sleeps with the entire cheerleading team, but is actually secretly very gay and having a relationship with Tim the science lab nerd.....it also sounds like Tad hails from america. like Totally!

I'm coming up with names, and I want something retro. I'm thinking something like: Cassette. You know that by the time my babies generation grows up the cassette tape with be a footnote in history like the penny farthing, and the phonograph. I'll just tell them it's French for 'Girl With Music'.

It's early days, but I am paranoid about everything. I am being secretively extremely over the top about it too. For instance this morning I was having my morning glass of berocca when I had a thought mid-sip that you might not be able to drink Berocca when you're pregnant and I spat it all back into my glass. There's no explaining that to a room full of co-workers without sounding suspicious.

I'm also paranoid about;

Omega 3 Vitamins.
doing the photocopying.
using the binding machine.
going over speed bumps.
moisturiser.
cooking with wine.

but the most ridiculous thing I am doing is this: every time I start to feel a bit moist 'down there' I quickly run to the bathroom and stare at the crotch in my underpants. I stare at it at least 6 times a day. I never used to do that before.

My boobs aren't any bigger, but they've always been a talking point amongst my co-workers and friends, so I'm looking forward to being able to rest one boob on someone's head.