So, I have some news.
I actually have good news and great news.
The good news is that after talking to my dad this morning, I've got a little more time working. I don't have an actual end-date, but I've pretty much convinced him to hold on a little longer, give the landlord at least 30 days notice, give us a little more time to set up the route option, etc. It's still all going to end, and that is sad and stressful, but I have more time to adjust and figure out my options.
The great news is a positive pregnancy test. I had my suspicions all week last week (about 4 inconclusive HPTs) but finally got a very clear test on Saturday. We are very excited about the anticipated arrival of Numfar* and have been taking bets on guesses of the gender. We're keeping it to limited knowledge right now (though, here I am, telling the internet!) because of my family history. Both my mom and my grandmother lost their second pregnancies, and I'm a little nervous about that. I'm about 5 weeks pregnant, and thus far have almost no symptoms of pregnancy, other than the high temps on my chart and the positive HPTs. Of course, I didn't get morning sickness until week 7 or 8 last time, and my boobs were sore, but I don't remember them being as sensitive as the books describe. (Girlfriends' Guide says it can hurt to take a shower) I haven't had any weird or incredibly strong cravings yet, either, but the back aches have begun and the the more frequent peeing has definitely set in!