What is wrong with this picture??

I am, supposedly and approximately, about 7.5 weeks pregnant today...and am feeling absolutely nothing...still. I was a bit tired over the weekend, which I decided to blame on pregnancy, but, today, after a full day of work after a week's vacation, I am feeling fine. Better than fine, actually- I have decided that sewing together window treatments sounds like a splendid way to spend my evening, whereas in my first pregnancy, I would've been in bed at 8. After dinner and two hours of rest, that is.

I know I should be grateful for a symptom-less pregnancy. But it is quite unnerving. We are just in a holding pattern until our appointment next Tuesday, because, really, it's hard to get excited about something that we are still not positive 1) even exists and 2) if exists, is growing as it should be.

And let's not forget how fun it was for me last time around to play the pregnant wife...buying and reading baby books, adding my name, due date etc. to every "expectant mother/baby" website that ever existed, boring my husband with possible baby names, nursery themes, etc., being an unbelieveably picky eater, and just taking it all in and enjoying it. Greg has even commented a couple of times that he's forgotten that I'm even pregnant! Rest assured, honey, if all goes well Tuesday, not being aware of my pregnancy will be nothing but a distant, fond memory. :)