Hi again. Having partially recovered from First-Trimester-Stress-Disorder, I am again back on the ball with this blog. Having spent the last month and a half or so pretty much "sheltered" from the rest of the world, flat on my back like a bug that got turned onto its back, I am happy to once again be able to get out the door. Wow. This trimester hit me like a Mack truck. I wasn't throwing up, but just constantly queasy with a serious lethargy problem that kept me on my back on the couch or in bed pretty much all day every day. Whew! Moving from bedroom to living room (which is on the same floor, about 2o feet away) was a major event. My other kids somehow survived.
The last week or so, I've finally felt something like myself again. My belly is definitely BIG. No, I still don't know if it's twins or not, but eventually we'll know. If somehow the second baby manages to hide himself or herself for the entire pregnancy, eventually we'll hit B-Day. It's not like one of them just won't be born or something. Either I'll give birth and deflate like a shrinky-dink, or I'll give birth, still be pregnant, and the other one will find his or her way out, with a "little" help from Mama. So I won't be surprised either way!
If God were an alien, would you recognize it?
11 years ago

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