Pregnancy

For anybody remotely following me here in cyberspace, you may have recalled that I am pregnant.

Yeah, I have yet another munchkin kicking my spleen.

I'm loving every minute of it.

But in all perfect honesty, there isnt' a day that goes by that I'm not worried.

I will be so ecstatic to hold a wriggling little bundle of joy and not worry on a daily basis if I will carry this child to term.

I lost a baby in September of '09

Shortly thereafter I watched the Movie "Up"

I will never watch that movie again.

It hit entirely too close to home.

I was about 1/3 of the way along when everything went to pot last time.

I'm over halfway now and I should be fine.

But inevitably.

Even though I'm not looking for it.

I hear stories of mother's losing thier babies late, in pregnancy.

I'm scared.

I'm overanalyzing every day when I haven't felt the baby go active for a while.

I know that I should be fine.

Every pregnancy is different

But this one scares me.

I have a Dr.'s appointment next Monday.

The following Monday I have another ultra sound to see if my low lying placenta has corrected itself.

I'm looking forward to seeing my little papoose invitro again.

But I'm even more looking forward to July 30th. :)

Letting Go

Today my sister in law is supposed to come and help me clean house.


This is a huge step for me.




I'm kind of controlling.




But with recent developments that include "restricted activities"




So sorry....





I can't do as much as I need to.


Also I have company coming next weekend I don't want them thinking I'm a slob.



I'm hoping to have my house somewhat in order by Wednesday.


But to top off the self pity I've been feeling...





The ants are back.




I mean seriously.






Why my My house be the one infested with ginormous carpenter ants.


I'm thinking of nuking the place.