At Least I'm Pretty Sure It's Not Twins

HUGE! That is all I can say. Anna Grace will be here in an estimated 6 weeks, and Emilee is getting ready to pop. She looks to me like she is about 4 weeks overdue and I know that statement is going to get me into trouble. I am amazed that the skin on her belly does not split in half. It feels so tight, and I think she feels like it might be going to rip open at any time, but at least the lotion/body butter she uses smells amazing. I just hope we don't have a replay of the Kwato scene from Total Recall.

I say all that to comment on something my mom said..."Be something if it was twins". It would be something considering the 2,356 ultrasounds we had. It used to be an every other Saturday ritual; the ultrasound. We used to get so excited about how much the baby had grown or what had developed. Now when you look at an ultrasound it just looks cramped. Or if it's a 3D ultrasound just plain scary.

And how scary would twins be? I mean one is going to be terrifying enough, but two? At least you have the numbers in your favor if you only have one. Or if you spread them out you hopefully have one that is a little more self sufficient. But two at the same time? Breast feeding can't be any fun. Neither can bath time, diaper changes, and bed time. Anybody that has had them gets my full respect.

WE ARE NOT HAVING TWINS! I just wanted to clarify that point. I can already see the emails and comments coming my way, so I just want to be clear on this point. Although maybe we could sell one to pay off the expenses of the first one! I would have to do a big time sales job to Emilee on that one. Probably better just to not let her know about the second one all together. That would be a coup.

Back to Emilee. I am so glad that she has to go through all of this and not me. She can't sleep because:
a. Anna Grace is too active
b. Anna Grace is not active enough
c. She's too hot/cold
d. She has to pee

I, and some say that I am anyway, would be a bear. But Emilee has pretty much taken all of it in stride. I am not going to pretend that she is always the perkiest or happiest person on this earth. I am going to say that she has been much more pleasant pregnant than she was before she became so. I just hope the labor process goes as smooth as the pregnancy. And if the first year goes smoothly I will probably let her talk me into going for number two.

But a boy this time! Thor Gunter, Tracey Sue, or Winston Reagan.

Stay Safe,

Rob