Not that I blame them. I see the bulge unclothed, a state which makes it more obvious, and I still have my doubts. Is the fetus still alive? It's been days since I've thrown up and the hip soreness is not as bad as it was. I have another eight days to wait for my next ultrasound, which is a long time to be thinking the Dead Baby Thoughts. Mind you, milder symptoms are the only indication that anything might be amiss. I really would be happier if I were throwing up right now.
On the bright side, in spite of looking like I've just devoured three gallons of mint chocolate chip I am feeling better about how I look than I have in two years or more.