"Do I seem pregnant to you?" I asked this afternoon.
I also asked the same question this morning, this evening and about 65 other times in the last twenty-four hours. I feel like a total idiot admitting this but not not trying to get pregnant is turning me into a preganoid weirdball. On Superbowl Sunday I took one sip of beer and "OH GOD! What if I'm pregnant. No! I can't! I shouldn't!"
Because what if I'm pregnant, you know? Of course, there's a good chance, I'm not. We're not really doing anything trying-to-get-pregnant people are doing. No post coital handstands or rocking my ass above my head, Big Lebowski style. No testing my ovulation. No all-day marathon sex. Just the occasional boot-knock-sesh and "goodnight!"

Except for some reason, I have become the girl who cried PREGNANT, assuming that I must be pregnant at all times, even though I have a good week before I would even think to take a test.
"But my tits are HUGE!"
(Plth.) "Sorry! I'm so gassy right now."
"I feel nauseous! Wait... Never mind. Actually! Wait! Yes, I feel sick, again! I swear!"
"Did you get that baby name list email I sent you yesterday. To me choice #1 is a no-brainer. But in the case of twins, perhaps we should have two choices for each sex, doncha think?"
"No. I'm not eating that. I have no appetite for anything leafy right now. But I will have another jar of green-olives..."
"I'm exhausted..." Yawn. "Early to bed for me!"
"I hate you!" Wahhhhh "Oh my God, I'm so hormonal"
These and about a thousand other annoying sound bites have come out of my mouth in the last two weeks. I've become totally delusional. I even stopped drinking my usual double-helping of cafe con (soy) leche in the mornings because I'm convinced my body is saying "No! There's a baby in there! Fill it only with organic non-controversial items!
Uh... maybe. But seriously, can I just shut the hell up and behave like a normal person? After all I'm supposed to be all laid-back-whatever about this whole getting-knocked-up (maybe) thing.
Except, for some reason...
Aw, I think I just felt the baby kicking!
(Oh, for chrisskaes, I'm hopeless.)
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