Twelve and a half weeks now, for real. Next obgyn appointment is on Monday, and I'm going to have to make a case for a new progesterone prescription. Had the Little Dave debacle not happened, they would be taking me off the hormones now, but I'm not interested in just waiting around for my cervix to crap out on me again. I think we have a pretty strong case, but I'm prepared to make a scene if I have to.
In the meantime, I'm completely paranoid about birth defects, so I've made an effort to eliminate as many toxins from the environment as possible. We use all-natural laundry soap, and we've replaced all fabric softeners and dryer sheets with wool yarn balls. We can't afford to go completely organic, but anything we can do to better the odds seems worthwhile. Natural dish soap and dishwasher detergent, organic vitamins, filtered water, toxin-free shampoo and shower soap. My favorite body bar is Zum Bar goat's milk soap; tried my new tangerine citrus bar and it was like showering with a creamsicle. No unnecessary medication, though it's been difficult to stay off my antihistamines now that the itchy season is upon us. Mainstream makeup and nail polish are strictly verboten. We've gotten rid of all our teflon cookware, and we've never owned a microwave. I think that covers most bases, or is at least a start.