Some kind of exhaustion has hit me. I feel like I’m about to go into hibernation, or perhaps a coma. I’m supposed to be getting on with decorating the house, but instead I’m sat here on the sofa not wanting to move. The housework hasn’t been done for several days, and I’ve ordered takeaway pizza three times this week.

Is this the infamous 1st trimester tiredness? If so, how the heck am I going to get anything done over the next three months? The place is going to become a tip!

To add to the fun, since yesterday my boobs are on sensory overload. They’ve been tender since ovulation, but now it feels like someone’s kicked the shit out of them. I felt a little worried this morning as they weren’t quite as sore and my temp dipped slightly, but they’re not back to “normal” sensitivity yet.

Of course, I may not even be pregnant, in which case I’ve got no excuse for being such a lazy cow. I did a test yesterday which came out negative. Not really surprising as I’m only 9DPO today, but I couldn’t resist all the same. The girls over on the Baby & Bump forums have managed to rein me in today, and I’ve promised not to test again until Monday. Oh, but it’s so bloody tempting!

I Will Not Test. I Will Not Test. I Will Not Test………