Today

I have gas. No, I don't need to poo. No my diet hasn't changed. I'm bloated. ick....


Maybe my IBS again. Who knew gas could feel so much like a baby moving....humf!


Who knows. I'm sposed to get Ole Aunt Flo next weekend. After the last couple times she's visited and left me begging for vodka, gauze and a butterknife....I don't think I'd miss it if she stayed gone for a year....or forever.

But yay! Either way...I do get a new baby next year to play with!!!!!! I can finally talk about it that I'll have my 3rd child...2nd via BB....hehe!!! There's nothing like one you can give back!!!

I guess the end of this week will tell. I've tried to put it from my mind. It's weird though...for the longest time, I was the one on the other side of the room trying to stay away from the babies, unless I just LOVED them! Now, I find myself all up in their grill just like everyone else!

I even see Twitchy's face lighting up around babies. Strange how time changes things.