Ok, what the hell? 

This post was originally supposed to be a bit about the third trimester and all of its in and outs…

Screw that.

Screw it, I say!

I just realised that we are a week into the third trimester. We are at 29 weeks, 1 day and counting… 

Ohh hell… that means there are actually -less- than 11 weeks left in this crazy process. Less than 11 weeks until the -true- craziness begins!!!!

Wait a sec… hold on now…. Considering that babies can and do come early sometimes… it could actually be -less- than less than 11 weeks…

*blinks*

Oh crap.

Iiiiii’m BACK! And I’m ringin’ the bell. I’m rockin’ on the mic while the fly girls…

Wait a minute…

Those are Vanilla Ice lyrics.

Don’t ask me how I know them — because I won’t tell you…

Anyway… for those of you who have been anxiously waiting for me to start writing again after the shenanigans that are the holidays and going back to work, I’m here to tell you:

Robin is HUGE.

And this was a couple weeks ago…

It has been nearly two weeks since my last confession.

Well, this is what happens during this season, I suppose. That, and I am attempting to upgrade my time management skills. So far… I’m not sure how that’s working out.

Seriously, how do people do it? I am working my butt off at the new job, trying to keep up with things at home, making sure I am there for the Pregnant Lady, making sure I am there for the puppies — though I am sure they would appreciate longer walks and more personal play time — and trying to keep up with the social things of the holidays. I’m keeping that bit to a minimum and am still struggling. And time for myself? WTF is that?

How in the hell am I going to do all that AND make sure I am there for my kid — and later kids…???

You heard me right! Twins!!!

hyperventilates

Robin had her second OBGYN appointment just the other day and, remember how I said she was getting really big, really fast? How she seemed all along to be showing early? Well… the doctor concurred. He said she seemed to be about a month further along than she should be — 20 weeks, instead of 16 — her uterus is already up behind her belly button!!!

(Apparently, this is more advanced than it should be. I really just spent my time nodding and looking like I knew it all along. "The uterus is up behind the belly button, you say? Like 20 weeks? And she’s 16 weeks?" Bobby nods sagely "Indeed, I was certain it was supposed to be somewhere below there for another… 4 weeks or so. continues with the sage nodding )

I mean it.

Exactly what the title says.

sniffs

I was there wipes nose for 4 days sniffs and caught whatever strain of flu/cold is jumping gleefully SNIFFS from person to person there.

Hold on a sec…

blows nose

Much better!

pauses to recollect… and then sniffs again

sigh

I worked really hard to keep it from me, too. I think I washed my hand more this past week than I have in the past year — but people are dropping like flies over there!!! I hate being sick. Honestly, though, I was (and am) more worried about bringing it home. Robin is just starting to feel better!