what if...

I'm finally feeling better. It took a FULL two weeks and LOTS of meds and rest. Surprisingly, there are a few meds you can take that are safe while your preggers (thank goodness). I still have a cough, but I don't anticipate that going away anytime soon. Thankfully, Oliver stayed healthy through the whole thing!

Poor guy, we we're lame-o parents while we were sick. The guilt sunk in and we were going to take him to Chuck-E Cheese (hate that place, but Oliver loves it), but the weather has been NASTY! I still hate taking Oliver out while it's raining. I know he's 2 1/2 and I have million days in the future where I'll have to drive him around in the rain, but I really prefer not to. It's those "what if's". My life seems to be full of them since becoming a parent. Still the reason Mike and I haven't taken a trip without Oliver. What if something happens to Michael and I? What will become of Oliver? I know my family would take WONDERFUL care of him, but I want to be the one to watch him grow. Poor Oliver, I guess he's stuck with us FOREVER. Seriously, no trips without each other. I'll be there on his senior trip and honeymoon. Can I say therapy?

I'm 28 weeks and getting bigger and more frustrated with pregnancy. I can't wait to have another little being in our house, but pregnancy sucks. So uncomfortable: back aches, big belly, boobies too big for bra, butt's too big for underwear, and this little one is feisty! She sure is a kicker and it HURTS! I'm afraid she's not going to be as calm as we were hoping. Another wild one. Oliver will have a good match. I'm ready for May and so is Michael - he's tired of the constant complaining. That's what you have to put up with for knocking me up!