Spilled Milk And Other Things That Make Me Cry

2:35... Two more hours until the next OB appointment, numero dos of MANY more to come. Six more months of peeing in cups, getting weighed, measured, poked, prodded.

I am extremely nervous for this one. All I can think about right now is Vanishing Twin Syndrome. Hearing only one heartbeat. Sure, we saw two healthy six week old beans last time, but that was FIVE WEEKS AGO. So many things can happen in five weeks. You could battle hiccups for five weeks. You could shave your head, get tattoos, tell people to stop touching you, attack a harmless family van with an umbrella, etc, etc. Well you get the point. Things can change dramatically in five weeks.

It is extremely scary to not know at all times what exactly is going on. Especially when it involves two lives that you're only partly in control of. I do feel them wigglin' and jigglin' around down there, which definitely gives me some comfort.

I remember five years ago, when I went for my third OB appointment, pregnant with Ms Peyton Ashleigh. That damn nurse (who shouldn't have her license if you ask me) could not find the heartbeat in my belly. She says to me, "I'll go get the doctor, see if he has any luck..." Just like that, ellipsis and all. She takes one step out that door and I start CRYING LIKE A GIRL. It was the Scariest Moment Of My Life. Period.

I'm hoping that all goes well today. I'll have Jason and the monkey there for support. I think I'll be OK once this one is done, and I know that right now, the kids are alright. I really want to cry right now.

Thank you to my wonderful hormones. You haven't let me down once so far during this pregnancy, especially during the last10 weeks. Every time I try to be normal, you take over my entire body, so for to make me cry, get upset over the little things. Like spilled milk (Which smells really bad if it spills onto the bottom of your laptop and curdles overnight, FYI. That might make anyone upset, hormonal or not.).

You're the BEST!