I'm laughing a little as I type this, but I just have to take a minute to say:
I am not having twins. (That is, I don't know for sure, but it is almost certain that I am not.) I think something was said as a joke somewhere along the line that might have been overheard and now it's rumored in a couple different circles that Adam and I are expecting numbers 3 and 4. In fact, it's starting to make me a little nervous. I am sorry to disappoint, but that is not likely the case. We generally add one at a time. I'll let you know if that changes, but for the time being, we should all assume that I am incubating just one tiny person. And if the very small percentage wins and I am housing more than one, I need to quickly come up with a bridesmaid's dress alternative for Ariane's wedding in June because that dress I bought before I knew I was pregnant will most certainly not fit. I have a feeling we'll be getting pretty creative with alterations as it is. :)
PS-Happy Spring
PPS-Happy Birthday to Me. Birthday brunch pic to be posted tomorrow. Right now, it's bedtime.
The family. We are a little band of characters trudging through life, sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that binds us all together.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
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