Lunch Hour

This is normally my lunch hour time, when I come home from work, curl up beside my sleeping husband and take a half hour nap. However, today, I decided I better eat some lunch, which lead me to surfing the net, and I ended up here.

Lunch wasn't all that great, just a cheese sandwich. I hate to cook.

Last night I had to go buy some clothes. My pants are literally too tight (already!). I bought a really cute pair of black and pink athletic pants, an army drab skirt, and a pair of plum w/gold pin stripes crops. I also bought a new pair of black crocs, since they are the best kind of shoes for me right now. I love them!

Several people I've talked to about this pregnancy seem to think I could be having twins. See, my dad is an identical twin, and so is his mother. I'm not sure on the genetics of it, but I do know it's passed down via the maternal gene, so does that mean I could still have them? Well, of course it does. I lost twins before I got pregnant with my oldest, so it's always a possibility. Do *I* think I'm having twins? Uh, well, see, I'm not sure. I don't recall having a pooch at 7 weeks with the others, and I have one now. And, on the flip side, my pregnancy symptoms are very muted. Usually with mulitples the symptoms are exaggerated. Who knows? I suppose God does and that's the way it is for now.

I'm terribly excited about my first appointment. I have heard fabulous things about the doctor I'm seeing, and I'm hoping for first baby pictures that day. I'm sure I'll get a scan to check my dates, so we might be able to tell if it's one or two babies in there. I definitely want to have the child natural too. And by natural, I don't mean without drugs. I'm not freakin' crazy after all, just pregnant. I mean, I want to have a vaginal birth. My first was an emergency c-section, and he wasn't in the best condition upon birth. I had an ignorant doctor. My second was a VBAC, and it was hard, and the baby wasn't tolerating all that well, but I did it, and he was fine. I hyperventilated and couldn't feel my face, but if they woulda kept my epidural a little stronger it wouldn't have been that way.

Anyway, I want natural...with drugs. :) I also want to hold the baby, all slimy and yucky. I want a mirror to watch the birth, a video camera to capture it all, and my mom and husband in there with me. I didn't get any of that the last time. It was a military hospital and they suck. So, this time, it's my call. I want that little baby right there on my belly before the life line between us is cut and we are separate. I don't know why, but those are my wishes. And, since I *am* pregnant, I reserve the right to change or modify those wants a thousand times before and during labor. :)

I suppose that's about all I know for now. I'm really kinda diggin' this blog thing, so maybe I'll keep up with it better than I originally thought. Now I just have to learn how to link other blogs, and post pictures here. That oughta be fun.