nurse-"what's the diagnosis, doctor?"

doctor-"she's busted out at the seams"

nurse-"what's the cause?"

doctor-"intense joy and excitment over the impending arrival of a new human life"

nurse- "is it serious doc? can she be saved?"

doctor-"she'll be okay if we can hold her together long enough til she delivers"

nurse-"how long will that be doc?"

doctor-"another 6 months i'm afraid"

nurse-"oh dear... i hope she holds out that long"

doctor-"she'll have to or it'll all be for nothing"

nurse"true. very true"

and they both walk quietly out of my hospital room

hehe... like my little skit? yup that's what's going to happen if i bust out of my seams at all of this excitement! i'm just about to die because i got to see pics of our little Peanut yesterday when i was having an ultra sound because the thing was a goobering around bouncing so much that the doppler couldn't pick it up. so they thought the baby was dead or something... nope just bouncing inside of my uterus like micheal johnson on caffeine

isn't that a fun comparison. least i can't feel it yet all of the time.

THE BABY MOVED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

friday night when i was getting ready to go to sleep

yayness for healthy development

and how is everyone today?? i hope well.. there is a round of flu thrashing about southern indiana at this time and my husband and i have both succumbed to it's wrath. today i am dealing with the aftermath of the flu.. as fergie has recovered shortly before i got sick.... passing the illness onto me.

i have my first doctors appt tom. and i am extremely excited for that one because hopefully we will hear the heartbeat!! yayness .. fergie and my mom are able to go with me and that makes me very happy. everyone at the church is being buttheads trying to talk me out of yet another decision because i chose to go to a doctor over near where mom lives because we are going to be moving that way so that i can be near her and mamaw when the baby is born. because every new mom needs help because there are things that you don't know about in the slightest that come up and bite you in the butt.and there are a million other familial reasons for it as well.

 fergie will be able to get a funeral job near there so that will be better because there are not a lot of jobs around here at all.. even though people seem to want to think that there are .. but they are uninformed in the ways of funeral service.. and there fore can't assume anything about the job market around here. if it is meant to be there will be a permanent job opening here... otherwise we will go where jobs lead us.

anyways.. i still have a headache from yesterday and it's hard to focus.. so i'm going now

i hate when people who are supposed to care about what your feelings are just choose to go ahead and make plans for you as if you are 6 years old. i am not six years old and i do not appreciate when people make these plans without first consulting me.... yes i know that they mean well... however that does not excuse not caring about how the other side of family would feel about any given plans.

small rant

"we" are pregnant.

i think it's absolutely ridiculous that men insist on saying that they are too pregnant as well as their partner. however, i will dispute this claim. it's not fergie with double the boobs and the constant urge to empty his bladder... or his getting all of the strange cravings (though as of now they are reigned into cereal and taco bell.. though chinese sounds really good... mmmm ) with the nightmares anytime his head hits the pillow..... although i will say that he's not sleeping as well.. because when those dreams happen i wake him up. it's not the man whose body is taken over by someone who you have yet to meet and becomes something that is unrecognizable to yourself

however men do have to deal with the many moods of the pregnant partner... no wonder so many men leave their unborn children... i'd leave me too... not that fergie has left me tho! don't get that idea.

anyways.. i'm pregnant... email me if you want to talk to me it's the best chance .. trust me