How to Grow (and Raise) an Alien...or Two

It has definitely been a long, hard road, but I think I may be rising above the hardships. My doctor insisted on having the PICC line removed. I was very unhappy with this news, but my husband, my advocate, stood up for me. He suggested that they leave the line in for a week while I went without the meds. This way, I knew that I could fall back on the PICC line if things started to get bad again. The doctor agreed, but only if I used the line if I started barfing. She said that nausea was not a good enough reason to rely on the line. The week began. The third day was Saturday and I started feeling nauseated, so I pumped some meds into the line. Oh, how good it felt! The next day was Mother's Day (and the weather was beautiful) so I didn't give the nausea a chance to rear it's ugly head...pumped some more meds. Oh joy! Needless to say, I was a junkie. I just viewed this as my husband gaining me an extra week of nausea-free heaven. On Friday, the line came out. It really is nice to shower without having to wrap my arm in plastic wrap.

I'm fat. I now weigh what I weighed when I went into labor with Ainsley. I'm only half way there. I'm a stinking cow. The doctors don't seem to be too concerned about it though. They're just happy that I'm not at the hospital every other day using my insurance. The thing that gets me is that, in my non-pregnant state, I'm very thin. I'm surprised at how rude people can really be:

"You're not due for 4 months...you look like you could pop any second!"
"Exactly how much weight have you gained?"
"Are you sure you're not having twins?"
"I never got that big when I was pregnant."
"So-and-so was hardly showing at this point in her pregnancy."
"What happens when you grow out of your maternity clothes?"

Had an ultrasound on Saturday. The baby is growing perfectly. And it's a girl! I think it will rock to have 2 girls. So glad that hubby agrees. I know a lot of guys that really feel the need to have a son. My husband admitted to me that he was secretly hoping for a girl. How cute is that?


Well, here's to more nauseating days without vomit.