Chronic Ama

My 3 days of rest is coming to an end. Well, technically, I'm supposed to take it easy tomorrow too, but I need to get out of the house. Don't worry, I'm not going to run any marathons. Aubrey and I and the kiddos are gonna do lunch. Not sure where yet, though. Guess we'll see what tomorrow's cravings bring. I got a little stir crazy today until I realized that I could watch "Mystery Diagnosis" without having to turn to the score on the basketball game or have to "share" and watch 30 minutes of Dora. That was when I really started to relax. I tried to sleep twice, but Baby Buddy decided to play a game of inutero football. Not cool. This kid is already driving me nuts. Haha! I also got to stay in my pajamas and eat candy without having to hide out to do it. I didn't indulge too much. I'm still trying to get my proteins in, which I did without trying these last two days. I think I'm eating enough, so it's s not that that is weari

No two pregnancies are alike... especially between your first and second. I've heard that over and over and over again, but I seem to refuse to acknowledge it. I made it through my first 12 weeks unscathed, being high risk for miscarriage. In between, I had horrible cramps, which no one told me were completely normal with a second child. Thanks for that memo! As if being pregnant wasn't hard enough as it is... I was released to my regular OBGYN in March, who took over keeping a close eye on me. In April, she decided I could only work 7 hour day shifts at work, which was fine with me. I can't lift or bend or run marathons. Again, fine with me. May 5th we found out we're having a baby boy. Mark Logan Avery is due September 23rd. But, May 9th, we found out, he'd be coming between September 12th and 16th. Wooo! Time to start planning. A scheduled C section is fine with me, but I had 18 weeks to get things out of the way, which is where my trouble began. We planned a yar