about 3-4 weeks ago, I just felt off. I felt just generally sick and like a giant pile of crap that couldn't get enough sleep. and that ended up being because I suck at math, resulting in the spawn of a little john and wendy.
yeah, we didn't see that one coming.
after the initial terror wore off, we are getting more excited each day. we go in for our first real appointment on Thursday.
it definitely has thrown a wrench in dome plans that I had for the next several months...losing 40lbs will be tough (ha ha.), and I'm going to look swell when I'm almost 6 months pregnant at Zach an caroles wedding. Green is slimming, right? And the looks of sadness john shot me last high when he read out all of the fun things we couldn't do while on our cruise in the next few weeks killed me.
but we are excited. and I'm sick. and I sleep about 14 hours a day. and work 2 jobs.
new family! I hope their toots don't smell as bad as johns. Yikes.