This pregnancy feels different somehow. The other day, when someone asked me if I was pregnant, I completely forgot that I was and answered, "Oh, no, but we're trying." A split second after I responded, I remembered that I was pregnant. Maybe it's some defense mechanism kicking in after two miscarriages. Or maybe it's because it's becoming old news to be in the early months of a pregnancy. Sort of a been there, done that feeling. But it's nice not to be obsessively checking the toilet bowl each time.