tHe BiG kAhOoNa (or... however you spell it)...

I never-EVER thought of myself as a double stroller kind of mom, but this is the kind of stuff I get excited about now. Meet the Graco Quattro Tour Duo...

tHe ThInGs YoU tAkE fOr GrAnTeD...

In my normal Life...

#1... What I wouldnt give to just lay in bed and do NOTHING!
#2... What I wouldnt give to just have a moment to myself in my house... no child... no husband
#3... What I wouldnt give to not have to go to work on a daily basis
#4... What I wouldnt give to not hear that ANNOYING tick while Tim grinds his teeth while he sleeps.

And now...

#1... What I wouldnt give to get up out of bed/off the couch and not get the evil eye from mom or the "{{{sigh}}} I could have done that for you... go lay down!"
#2... What I wouldnt give to have Allie & Tim with me on a daily basis... at home.
#3... What I wouldnt give to go to work... ok, that to say "on a daily basis" would be pushen it!
#4... What I wouldnt give to just sleep in my own bed, next to my husband everynight... ANNOYING tick or not!

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a LiTlE bAcKgRoUnD...

Ok, so just to start off... dont expect too much. I never "A'ced" english in highschool. So what Im trying to say is Im not much of a writer.

Why I'm here...
Somewhere around 24 weeks I started have very few sparatic contractions at work. They went away so I didnt think too much of them. A couple days later I plopped down in front of my desk after carrying everyone's lunches in (Subway) on one arm and carrying Allie in the other. I'll set the scene for you: fat chick running from the car to the office in 100 degree heat carrying food in one hand, letting helpless child slip out of the other. Yes, they sent the pregnant girl with the kid to retrieve lunch for the whole office. Hm. To my suprise I started having contractions. Apparently I have an irritable uterus and the uterus was not have'n it! I called my dr's office and of course you have to jump through fire to talk to YOUR nurse or YOUR dr. So, I talked to someone else's who knew nothing about me. As expected, she replied "drink lots of water and put your feet up." {{{SIGH}}} I know my body and I know thats not the answer I was looking for! So... whats a girl to do but call again and AGAIN and AGAIN the next day. I think they just wanted to shut me up so they finally scheduled me in for whats called a Cervical Length Ultrasound. SURE ENOUGH!!! I was effacing. so, "pelvic rest" I go... not bedrest but pelvic rest. Pelvic Rest means: "take it easy." Ha! And, as I guessed 1 week later I was on full & complete bedrest, after spending a nice, relaxing, lazy day in Labor & Delivery. After spending 1 week on "complete" bed rest at home (I do have to say that I cheated... A LOT... ok A LOT A LOT) I had another cervical length ultrasound and this time I was effacing more AND dialating. My dr. was serious now... soooooo that's why I'm here at my mom's house. No cheating here! She's taking good care of me. I yub her!!!!

Today I went in for my 3 hour glucose test because (suprise!) I failed my 1 hour test. I've never been a good test taker. I also found out that I'm anemic. Seriously... do you think that God is trying to tell me somthing? Maybe... just maybe this will be our last child.