My Big Mouth
Today was actually ok. They fought. We rolled our eyes. DaddyO and I snuck off for a little mommy and daddy time. NookieNookie! And basically, we started to get downright giddy about the fact that the visit is Almost Over. They even left and went back to their hotel early!
We may indeed survive yet another visit from Them.
I put Monkey to bed, sit down to work on my blog (cause, I may stick around and if I am, I need to pretty the joint up) and Boom. What lands in my inbox? An email from a women I used to talk to at the clinic. She is answering my email from May, telling me congrats for my positive beta, and that she’s been tired because she’s now pregnant with twins.
Uhg.
I am very happy for her, but it’s one more person I have to pull on my big girl pants for, try not to cry, and talk to about the miscarriage.
