I guess I can add another one to the list: suddenly finding usually pleasing aromas to be sickeningly gross. I sincerely doubt that I'm pg, considering all the stress and not-that-spectacular timing, but man, these phantoms are pretty convincing.
To top it off, I'm grouchy because DH decided to play around on the Internet instead of enjoy a romantic NYE with me. Seriously, he ate the meal, ate the dessert, and that's it, back to the computer he goes.
And now I can't even enjoy the smell of fresh, homemade cinnamon rolls, d@mmit...
Re: Stupid phantom symptoms...
Aaaaaaand I feel like a big jerk now. DH got up before I did this morning, cleaned up the house, brought me breakfast in bed, and surprised me with tickets to Hawaii for a relaxing vacation after I'd had such a rotten past 2 months!