I'm not dead, I swear!

So, I got that job at the preschool. I started my third week today. Its a decent job; relatively good pay and very nice people - although the commute is murder. My official title is 'Assistant Teacher' but currently I'm a floater, spending the first 2/3 of the day covering other peoples' breaks and then for the last part of the day I go to the youngest classroom which is kids 6 weeks to around 10 months or so (based on abilities). That's my favorite part of the day, I really, really like the littlest babies. I change around 25 diapers per day and always smell like poo and spit-up, but I don't mind that too much.

Like I said, its a decent job but man I am WIPED OUT. Working for the first time in so long plus recovering from the miscarriage plus I got a vicious cold after three days there (surprise!) and I'm still not better, I'm thinking by now that its probably bronchitis but my doctor is on vacation so I'll try to wait a bit longer before seeking help. I have been feeling terrible but so far have managed not to miss work, thank goodness, I would hate to have to call in sick in the first month for heaven's sake.

I've been very occupied with the stinkin' OB/GYN of course too. Barring unforeseen circumstances though, and after waiting for a full, erm, cycle we should be able to start trying again, that would be a real load off my mind. The OB says that he can see no specific cause for our loss and that the chances are very high that it was my body's natural way of getting rid of a child that could not have possibly developed normally or at all. It doesn't lessen the pain but its reassuring to know that it is nothing we did or didn't do and that it shouldn't affect our future chances for conception.

Okay, that's all the energy I have for today but I wanted to let you all know that I'm still here. Thanks again for all your well wishes and condolences.