Phantom Or Real?

I'm not going to lie. I'm wondering if something might be going on. Of course, it could all be in my head since I have absolutely zero proof of anything other than this month is different than the past few months. It could certainly be nothing more than my body trying to find its way back to normalcy, but I can still hope. By the week's end, I should be able to have some sort of answer either way.

Number Three

I'm thinking that I'm going to have to get out my old friend, the thermometer and start doing some baselines again. I'm not getting any younger and I still want number three.
Let's do this!

Timing

If I got pregnant right now, it would be perfect timing for a spring baby. (Like I need another thing on my plate right now.)
And, no, I'm not pregnant. At least not that I know of. (Unless you ask my phantom ovulation, phantom nausea and phantom overactive nose.)

Phantom

I hate that even though I haven't had a cycle in almost eighteen months, my mind will still allow me to conjure up phantom pregnancy symptoms with the hope that it just might be true. Even though it never is.
I hate to say this, but what a relief it will be when we finally decide we are done with kids.

One More?

I want another baby. I'm terrified to try.

Magic Pills?

I am thrilled to be feeling so... icky, but I can't go on this way. Last week, I didn't have to work, so it wasn't a huge problem. This week, I have to not only work, but prepare for a weekend of guests and my girl's birthday party.
Last time around, the B6 and Unisom combination did nothing for me, but I'm willing to try it again. I hate taking medicine and I especially hate taking medicine when I'm pregnant, but if I can't keep food down or stomach anything, am I really helping myself or this baby? I've got to choose the lesser of two evils.
I just took my first B6 and my wonderful husband will be picking up some Unisom for me on his way home from work today. (We can't seem to figure out where the first bottle waddled off to?)
I'm keeping my fingers crossed. It would be great to function as a normal human being, at least for a few days.

Breakfast S.O.S.

Ahhhh breakfast... the most important meal of the day and the one that can make me gag just thinking about it.
Every. Single. Morning. I sit at the table and choke down something, anything. It's painful. I need ideas for that perfect morning sickness breakfast. Something savory without completely disgusting me.