Baby News

  So, January 22nd really shocked our socks off.  I'd been feeling a bit "off" for a few days and my runs were feeling a bit winded and strained.  And a good friend of mine made a good point when she said, "Girl, you've been PMS'ing for 3 weeks now!! Get a test!!"...hhaa. So Randall brought me home a coupla Clear Blue Easy tests and I took one that night.... not willingly. It came back immediately positive and I literally laughed hysterically for prob'ly a minute or 2 straight. It caught me completely by surprise. I'd always wanted to be surprised, but man, we'd finally made the rock-solid decision that we were DONE. The End. No more kids. Phew!! Sigh of relief! Time to lock it down and sell the baby boy clothes piled in Miles' closet. So yeah....I'm pretty certain every.single.time. I start to lose weight, BOOM---->Pregnant! Hhaa. 1st thought in my head was, man, God musta really wanted us to have a third kid! He sure has a good sense of humor.  It took me a good 3-4 days to really sink in and be okay w/ it. I wasn't real thrilled in the beginning, just bc I had plans to run some big races and goals for the new year and now they were pretty much on hold or completely out the window. I'm not the kinda laid-back person who can really go w/ the flow sometimes. I like to know what's ahead.

All that to say, we, and I, am really excited about this news:). I've been going back and forth since Miles was born about that 3rd child, and now I have my answer. The craziest thing is this kid will be born in September too, if all goes as scheduled;). My unofficial due date is September 18th, right in between the boys' b'days. HHHhhhaaa. Oh man. We will hafta stagger the b'days or something bc we will be downright broke every September, not too far from Christmas, I might add.

Anywho, finally went to my first doc apt a month and a day after finding out my news. We decided a big change was in order, so not only changed docs, but towns and hospitals as well. We're going to an awesome place in Ocala so will deliver over there too. So far I've only met one of the midwives. There are 2 midwives and 1 doc and all deliver. I'm really excited that I might still have a woman deliver me, which has always appealed to me more. The office was beautiful and everyone on staff was overly nice and sweet to all of us, including the boys. I was really impressed. I felt like a number the last 2 pregnancies, and it's so different to feel like an actual patient, where someone takes plenty of time to get to know me. If my history has any bearing on this pregnancy, it shouldn't be hard to make the hour drive to the hospital, bc I've been induced both times before. We'll see how that pans out. Oy.

I've continued working out and running, however not as much as I'd like. This time around has been completely different than the boys. With the boys I was really tired for the 1st month or so and would be really sick til about 11 or 1, puke, then be fine. I puked a lot w/ them. This time, I'm nauseous ALL THE TIME.....every time of day. Not just a little queasy, but so sick I can't even walk around. It's almost like motion sickness mixed w/ the flu. It totally sucks.  So far only puked once, but darned if I didn't feel better. SO, yeah. It's been rough. I've slowly quickly seen my house fall down around me. Laundry is piled from here to eternity. Some weeks I can keep up w/ the dishes....other weeks, I hafta wash a spoon before the kids can even eat their cereal. And R's been slammed at work, so he's wasted by the time he gets home, sometimes as late as 8 pm. It's been really tough. Not every day is so bad, thankfully, but still, just doing school and getting in 2-3 runs per week really wears me out. The doc did give me some Zofran...actually on my 1st refill of 10 pills, so that helps immensely, but now I'm finding I can't go to the bathroom when I take it. I tell you what, my colon never cooperates at all. So today I felt decent and ditched the meds and am waiting around. Darned prunes aren't doing diddly. hhaa. Good gosh. I'm hyper aware of my colon and etc and don't wanna end up in the hospital like I did a year ago, so I'm gonna hafta get something if I continue to take the meds. So maddening. I hate drugs and side effects. But it's either that, or couch all day. I don't wanna skip anymore school and make the kids go thru July. So yeah.

Wow, feeling like this post is mostly negative. I finally let myself look at baby bedding and names about a week ago. It's seemed so unreal this time around, but now that the ole tum tumm is starting to pooch out--yes, already--it's finally feeling more real. Like this might actually happen. ha. I don't really have any feelings on what I think the baby might be. I've gotten flooded w/ OMG I HOPE IT'S A GIRL!!! comments on FB and etc., but I'm amazingly fine with either. I know this pregnancy is completely different than the boys, but it could be bc I'm older or a whole slew of other reasons. I've always wanted a daughter, but after I had my little talk w/ God a few weeks back, I know He knows exactly what we need and can't wait to find out either way. I'm hoping if it's a boy, that peeps will be just as excited. No funny biz about wahh it's not a girl. I LOVE my boys, and frankly am a bit unsure of what I would do w/ a girl, hairbows, PMS and drama. hhhaa. I don't know if I could handle another Courtney, but dang it if I wouldn't try!

Well, best go for now. I'm gonna try to do some cleaning tonight and perhaps some laundry. And I'm thinking of finding the name of a good cleaning lady, at least for a couple months until I can double dutch again. It's a sad thing. I have a hard time letting ppl help me, esp since I'll wanna clean before she gets here:) *pride much??*

I'm so excited on this next Tobin baby. I can't believe at my ripe old age of 35 I'm gonna be doing this all over again. But, I'm really psyched:).