Things Change...

I got my BFP on Monday of last week....and holy Shit, things are different this time around. With B, he was "non existant" until I spent 6 days in the hospital and brought him home. Then it was like, Wow! I have a baby!

This one.....I have been waling around in general state of "almost about to throw up but not bad enough to sit in the bathroom and actually do it".

I have major mood swings. I hate all, and then I cry because I love everyone so much.

And if anyone has any idea how I can get comfortable sleeping at night with my boobs hurting so bad, let me know!

Oh, and dare I even mention the constant headache that feels like my brain is about to push out of the back of my skull?

Luckily, the kids have been as annoying as possible lately, so that helps... ?!?!? Or is that all me? :)

I was trying not to say anything about this for awhile, just to be safe...but Mike started blabbing. Mike? of all people! All of the sudden people in New mexico and Colorado are emailing me....

So, consequently, I can now talk about it here. '

I have my next Drs appointment April 28th, which will last an hour or so and be the full test of all. Bloodwork, pap, ect.

I am dreading this already because I <3>

But the good news is, during this, we get to discuss, as the nurse put it "The great risks involved with me having a vaginal birth vs. the much safer scheduled C-section, since I had one last time".

MUSIC to my EARS!!!!!!!!!!!

Seriously.

Anyway, as I was clearing out my pictures, I found this gem from my dad's 67th birthday party. It was a margarita fest. And man, those old people out there in Temecula can drink. I went through 1 1/2 bottles of tequila, in a half hour.

But, before the fun began, the men had to set up a heat lamp. How many construction workers does it take to hook up a propane heater?

4, 2 to Supervise and 2 to do the work.