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That's what the psychiatrist is recommending. He doesn't want to mess too much with my meds while I'm pregnant. And he wants to see how things are afterwards. But he wants to watch my mental health very closely after I give birth.Are you going to start treatment after your kids are born?
When is your baby due?That's what the psychiatrist is recommending. He doesn't want to mess too much with my meds while I'm pregnant. And he wants to see how things are afterwards. But he wants to watch my mental health very closely after I give birth.
Babies. Twin girls. And August 5 is my tentative C-section date.When is your baby due?
Aww!Babies. Twin girls. And August 5 is my tentative C-section date.
I laughed out loud, my manager said something, I'm like oops.Do you know what the doctors don't tell you when your pregnant with twins? That the vicious little parasites don't necessarily sleep at the same fucking time. Baby A (who's lower) likes to kick. No, she loves to kick. She kicks all the fucking time. And this may make me a bad mother, but I've nicknamed her "little bitch" because of the fucking kicking.
Anyway, she was kicking up a storm last night as I was trying to get to sleep. Baby B was being pretty chill, which is her usual. I mean she kicks, but nothing like Baby A. Finally, Baby A calms down... and for some reason, just as I was drifting off to sleep, Baby B decides to move around and get some kicks in. And after a few seconds, Baby A, who I was sure was asleep, kinda jumps and starts kicking hard. I think her sister kicked her awake, and boy was she pissed. I did everything I could think of the calm them down, but no... I maybe got three hours of real sleep.
I've been in a foul mood anyway, but today I'm going on way too little sleep. It's going to be a fucking tough day. I can't loose my temper with the students, but heaven help anyone else who crosses me today.
I can't wait to have the vicious little parasites cut the fuck out of me, but that's still three fucking months away!!!
And now all I think of is thing 1, thing 2I laughed out loud, my manager said something, I'm like oops.
I call them Thing 1 and Thing 2 sometimes, but I've gotten in the habit of Baby A and Baby B because that's what my OBGyn calls them. Evidently it's the convention with multiples. The one positioned closest to the cervix, and thus likely to he born first in a vaginal birth, is Baby A.And now all I think of is thing 1, thing 2
And yes, I know it's cheesy to give them 'A' and 'B' names because of Baby A and Baby B, but I didn't set out to do it. It just kinda happened.I call them Thing 1 and Thing 2 sometimes, but I've gotten in the habit of Baby A and Baby B because that's what my OBGyn calls them. Evidently it's the convention with multiples. The one positioned closest to the cervix, and thus likely to he born first in a vaginal birth, is Baby A.
I secretly call her Aimee and Baby B Brooke. Hubby is okay with Brooke but not a fan of any spelling variant of "Amy". He's never said why, but his cousin told me they had a great aunt named Amy who was not at all a nice person. But I think I can work on him with that. At least it's not the name of some ex who broke his heart... I hope. I kinda have my heart set on Aimee for her now...