resume heart beat....

Got an e-mail... hours and hours after it was sent.


all I can say is....


I don't have another bathroom medicine cabinet to destroy....
Thank you for being genetically perfect with your xy chromosomes.

I like this one. I worked really hard for this one. I don't have much else to destroy in a fit of 'why the *$&% do these things happen?!!!' moments.

*just for the smarmy people in my life ... last July, a 22 weeker doula client followed that week by a dear friend miscarrying a very much wanted baby. I demolished the medicine cabinet and promptly went about painting the bathroom while I was at it.... So thankfully another friends babe, who was not given great odds in utero, has all the right chromosone in all the right places! Our meager savings are safe... I'm not going to be doing wicked things to the house any time soon! Your babe had better be reasonable as well! I can't take any more 'bad' for a while!

Yes, I know....

You are going to be monitored for weeks on end.


You are going to have more ultrasounds than you ever imagined.


You are going to think the lab is actually run by vampires.


You are going to have to deal with some pretty tactless comments.


You are going to have to explain that this is baby #3 but....

*Seriously even techie friend agrees... you don't have to say anything to anyone who doesn't know you well enough to know you are a mother to two other babies!


You are going to have to suck back steriods in your last trimester.


You are going to have to breathe through the Braxton Hicks contractions and pray they aren't real ones.


You are going to have to walk in to the hospital and have another cesearean.


You are going to be scared out of your mind for the next few months....





but a bunch of us are rooting for you and a nice pink baby!

Chin up, get rest.... and ignore me while I whine about how awful my kids are! =)

And I plan on revising this entry... with oodles of ovary aching baby cuteness... Less than 5%! Hang on to that one tight! Less than 5% chance it will happen again! I like those odds.

whoa....

So.... been typing like a mad woman.

Been deleting everything ...

over

and

over

and

over!



Finally decided to go with the comedic route.



What do you get after a bottle of wine, some tears, emotional healing and a night of passion?



Pregnant.









NO NOT ME!
*that would require actual physical contact! snort!




My friend R.

I wrote very briefly about her here...

waving hello R!!!!!! I know you come here and lurk.

I'm probably just as scared as you are at the moment. So lets just plod along and make sure that your birth doesn't conflict with any of my other friends who WILL be pregnant this coming year okay?
Deal.
Done.
That goes for the other two as well. You know who you are!
And no I don't expect to be 'hired on' as your doula, just because I was last time either.... I just want to see babies! Purely selfish!

Any good thoughts, vibes, prayers etc... all welcomed for the little monster in training.

DRAT!

WHY didn't I get myself a few of these when I was pregnant?!