21 weeks

This week the girls have jumped in size.  They are now the size of cantaloupes. Roughly 10 inches long and about 12 ounces.  This is the first week they are measured “crown to heel” rather than “crown to rump” which accounts for their jump in size. Whatever, man. I am just glad they are getting bigger. I have gained about 15 pounds now and am pumped! My stomach feels super tight, but no stretch marks yet.  I am sure they …

To the hospital we go..

This week, Rob and I went on our tour of the hospital I will be delivering at. I meant to take pictures, but this is the only one I ended up with. The spelling of entrance doesn’t inspire a lot of confidence. Fortunately, the rest of the hospital did not disappoint. We were in a group of about 20. I was not surprised to find out that most of us were first timers. Everyone showed up early and looked nervous. …

Finishing law school…

Means driving across LA, with a yowling cat, by yourself.  But this time, I discovered the secret.  I put him in my lap and sang Suit & Tie to him all the way home.  He tucked his little nose in my elbow and pretended like the freeway didn’t exist.  I would like to thank JT for the help he provided in calming Stormy down. Finishing law school means moving away from some fucking awesome roommates.  And no, having roommates never …

the fear

  I started therapy when I was about six.  I, out of nowhere, stopped sleeping.  Just stopped.  Going to bed terrified me. I would start to panic as soon as dusk set in.  Thinking about it, I can still remember my heart rate quickening as I realized the sun was going down.  It was bedtime soon. The therapist wasn’t much help.  She tried every avenue and we couldn’t figure out why bed terrified me.  As a six year old, it …

Onward and onward

Life goes on.  Here are the happenings of the past few weeks. Jillian was sad.  Sunny helped. Stormy made sure I learned Remedies. He was very stern. Between my shoulder, my eyeballs, and now my wrist, law school may actually kill me. I got new glasses and became instantly cooler.  But not really. Rob built me a shed.  In a hat.  He has delicate English skin. He looks much more at home in this.  And so much hotter. I found …

Crash Course

We found out about the twins on a Thursday and I spent that Friday taking a crash course in twins. Here is what I have accumulated, thus far.  Identical twins are considered higher risk than fraternal twins. We are having identical twins. We knew this from the first ultrasound. Identical twins are less common than fraternal twins. There are three kinds of identical twins. Dichorionic, diamniotic (di/di) twins have separate placenta and separate amniotic sacs.  Monochorionic, diamniotic (mono/di) twins share …

Two Babies

About three weeks after the miscarriage I started tracking my ovulation again, mainly because I had no idea when to expect my period and I don’t particularly care for throwing away underwear.  I tested for about a week with nothing, no ovulation.  I figured my body was still getting over the miscarriage and D&C.  Then ten days or so in, the little ovulation strips started to pop positive. Good. I would get my period in about two weeks.  Crisis averted. …

when to ask for help

I am not a doctor. Go talk to yours. I am taking my current unemployed state as an opportunity to really get my shit together.  I found a new psychiatrist, a dietician, general doctor, etc.  I also have been planning Rob’s life to a lesser extent.  He is thrilled about his new doctor and the physical that he has scheduled. One of the goals with my new psychiatrist is to slowly taper off my anxiety meds, until I am on …

me too

(this is a miscarriage post.  if that isn’t for you, spend some time here. i’ve watched it twice.) I had my D&C yesterday. A D&C is done if woman’s body isn’t naturally moving things along once the baby is no longer viable.  If you are super interested, this is a pretty good explanation. I had the choice of having a D&C or waiting it out to see if my body started the process on its own.  Rob and I spent …

Fully-Grown Psychopath

Stormy, love of my life, somehow managed to get fleas.  He is an indoor only cat so I am choosing to blame our other cats for bringing them in the house.  He started scratching ferociously and cut up his neck pretty significantly.  He’s never really had fleas before so I am sure he was pleased with this development.  Once I realized what was going on I went out and got him some of the flea ointment to put on the …

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