At close to 4am last night this morning we were awoken by this horrible horrible wailing noise.  Dave said it sounded like a baby crying.  Our bed is up against a window in the front of our house.  Just outside the window there were two cats in a stare down, growling, hissing, wailing, crying.  Dave gets up to try and scare them away.  As I’m laying there I hear this pop, the kind of pop you make when you puff your cheeks and pop your finger out the side of your mouth (that’s the best way I can think to describe it).  I look outside, and here’s Dave, in his underwear, on the porch, with Gavin’s wooden toy pop gun, trying to scare the Tom cats away from our house.  The cats attacked each other and ran off to the side of the house.  Eventually all was quiet and Dave returns to bed.  "How’d Gavin’s pop gun work for you?" I asked when he returned.  He laughed and said it was all he could think of to grab. I knew one of the reasons I married him was that he could think fast on his feet. My hero.

Today’s picture of the day.  The peaceful big brother.

I can already sense how much of a great big brother Gavin is going to be.  He still calls them Thing One and Thing Two.  He likes to try and put his head in my mouth so that he can go in and get them.  I know he understands that there are two babies in there, but not sure he realizes just what he’s in for when they do arrive.

It’s already starting.  They aren’t even born yet and he’s already going into big brother mode.  He likes to push on my belly to wake them up.  He likes feeling them kick.  He talks to them and likes to ‘zerbert’ them through my belly. And his favorite thing to do these days, is to lift up my shirt so that he can “burp on his brothers.”

This pregnancy is truly starting to kick my ass.  I have completed 6 months of my term and already I feel like my due date should be tomorrow.  My husband laughs sometimes.  How I wish I could find a place that could simulate pregnancy for him.  I’ve seen it done on tv and I think even Paris and Nicole tried on the pregnancy suit for an episode in Simple Life Season 4.  Carrying twins, I think, is a whole new ball game.

Last Sunday my mother and I went to the International Women’s Show for the 4th year in a row.  We even brought a wheelchair just incase I needed it.  But I managed to walk around.  Whenever I needed to rest, I’d walk up to a booth and ask to borrow a chair for a few minutes.  It worked out great.  One booth was for Great Lips RX lip plumper.  My mom is a huge sceptic when it comes to this stuff.  The woman selling the stuff raved that her product was the real deal.  We were able to sample it then walk around a bit while it did it’s job and then see for ourselves if we don’t notice a difference.  The first 5 minutes of wearing this stuff was like you were being tattoo’d on your lips.  She did said it may tingle a bit for the first few minutes.  Ran into a friend of mine as she was leaving, mom and I were walking to the ATM.  Mentioned to my friend we had sampled this lip plumper, another gal with her looks at me and says "you don’t need it".. well that’s because I had already been wearing it for 20 minutes.  My mom about died looking at me.  I pulled out a pocket mirror in my purse and when I saw my lips I could not stop laughing. They were HUGE. This stuff works!

We went back to the booth and both my mom and myself bought a tube at the discounted special show price of $25.  We were instructed to put it on 3 times a day for one month.  But when the woman at the booth saw my lips she said I was a once a day person.  The tingling stinging is less each time it’s applied.  I’ll have to take some before and after pictures.

I’ve created a photo blog containing progressive belly pictures. I’m still playing around with the design, so bare with me. I’ll be taking a belly picture every Wednesday and try to post it every Thursday. See link in the right sidebar, titled "Belly Blog"

Enjoy.

On March 15, 2007, we found out

In the fall of 1989 I was 20 years old.  I met this guy. I was taking night classes and he was in the class. He was cute, confident, out-going. He infatuated me and I was a fool.  It was the usual scenario – we went out. we had sex. he blew me off. I kept coming back.  By the following summer, he was all of a sudden engaged to some chick he only knew for 2 weeks. I was crushed. Some odd years later, he came around again. He had gone through a horrible divorce and was in search of an honest friendship to lean on. What the hell, I still had feelings for him. So yet again, I was a fool. After sleeping with him yet another few times, he blows me off. I soon after, found out he moved out to Vegas. Then some time in, I want to say 1995 or 1996, my girlfriends and I go out to Vegas for a fun weekend. Before we left, I ended up calling his mom up and she told me where he worked so that I could "meet up with an old friend."  He was surprised to hear from me, he met me at my hotel, and we spent the evening together. Ended up back at his apartment for "old times sake" and I was in his bed once again. I went home with my friends with this heartbreaking feeling once again. Why did I keep doing this to myself?

We lost touch for a couple more years. I wrote him, but never heard back. Then one day in January of 1998, I was at work and a call comes through to my desk. It’s HIM! He confesses that he had found me illegally through the company he worked for. He was still in Vegas and need to talk to me.  Over the next couple days he and I spent several hours on the phone.  He admitted he was an ass all these years and that he should have see what was right in front of him all along.  That there had to be some reason he and I always ended up together.  This time, he wasn’t going to let me get away.  He wanted me to move out to Vegas.  I was floored.  My mom said I was just falling under his spell again.  But I defended him, this time he’s serious.  BUT there was a catch. He was already living with someone out there.  He needed my help to get him out.  Once out there, we would go to his place while she was at work, and get him out.  So late in February 1998, I packed two large duffel bags full of my belongings.  I said good-bye to my friends, family and yes, my 9 year old son.  My mom and sister cried at the airport.

He and I signed a lease on a temporary apartment. The kind of place that you can pay by the week.  People come and go.. some to move on to better things in this Sin City, and others, to return from where they came, back to what they thought they were running from.  This place was temporary, he and I would start apartment hunting for a great place once he was out of this other woman’s place. We spent that whole first day together.  He showed me around Vegas, the Vegas beyond the strip.  I was in Heaven. I was with him.  We went back to the studio apartment we just leased.. We had sex.  He couldn’t stay with me though. But the next day he’d be over and we’d start getting his stuff.  I cried that night.. my first night in Vegas, I was alone, scared, anxious.

The next day, he came like he said he would. But not to do what we planned.  He was having a change of heart. OMFG! He was having a change of heart. He said that delivered that morning was all the girl scout cookies that all the people he worked with had ordered from the daughter of the chick he was living with, and he was feeling guilty. OMFG! He was feeling guilty??!! More importantly, he was blowing me off, AGAIN!

I stayed in Vegas by myself for a little while. I made friends, went on dates and started looking for a job.  Back home, everyone was begging me to just come home.  It was hard, it was emotional, it was disappointing, it was a let down.  I called the ass and said, I’m going home. Told him to NEVER contact me again. Told him after 10 years of him stepping on me over and over, that this was the last straw. I came home.

That Thanksgiving a letter appeared in my mailbox. I saw the Vegas postmark. My heart jumped. Feelings rushed back. I held onto it for 2 days before finally opening it.  It was a 5 page apology letter.  I couldn’t believe most of it, yet my heart still wanting to defend him. He was coming home for Christmas and wanted to see me while he was here. My friends and mom said I was an idiot. But this was for me. I met with him. Yelled at him. Got it all off my chest.

He went back to Vegas, I went on with my life.  A few years ago, he moved back here to Michigan. We chatted a couple times.  Even in the last couple years he’s caught me on-line and instant messages me.  I’m very generic with him. He’s happy for me, I’m happily married and enjoying my life. He still admits he will always love me and never forget me. It’s been about a year now since I last chatted with him on-line. I hear he’s engaged again with some girl from the Philippines he met through the Internet.  I hope he finds happiness finally.

So today, thanks to GetOverItDay.com I have accounted for the majority of what he put me through over the period of over 15 years and I’m now officially OVER IT ALL!!

Anna Nicole, dies at 39! Who’d have thought news like this would get me to finally post an update? Her website www.annanicole.com is inaccessible, shut down due to intense traffic.  She leaves behind a 6 month old daughter.  A daughter who doesn’t even know who her daddy is yet, how sad is that?  Where’s all this litigation money suppose to go now? Guess her lawyer isn’t getting paid, huh? Cause of death is yet to be released.  She was found in her Florida hotel room.

In other news, pregnancy is going well.  I’m hating all this heartburn.  My next appointment is on Monday (Feb 12).  Anxious to find out how much weight I’ve put on.  My last check up I had put on zero so far.  But now that we know I’m carrying twins, my weight gain is quite important.  I’m hungry 24/7 so I can’t imagine there’ll be any problem packing on the pounds.

Gavin turned 4 years old on Monday, Feb 5th.  We had his party at Pump It Up again this year.  Everyone always has such a great time.  Hoping to upload some pictures over the weekend.  I know I always say that and never get it done.  I’m determined this time.

We’re trading in our lease tomorrow.  Anxious to get into a new vehicle. I’m really bored with this Explorer Sport Trac I’ve been driving.  I’d love to get into a Freestyle.  Need something that’ll hold 3 car seats, that’s for sure.

Have a great weekend!

Thank you to Laura for thinking about me and asking how my OB appointment went on Monday.  It was actually my 2nd appointment with my doctor. All was going well.  Doc said that I was measuring a little big for 11 weeks.  But we thought nothing of it because he said that with Gavin and I was told the same thing with my other two.  At my first appointment, I was only 7 weeks and doc said he wasn’t even going to try to get the heartbeat because it was just too early.  This time, being that I was 11 weeks, he pulled out the doppler to hear the heartbeat.  However, was unsuccessful in finding a heartbeat.  He was sure all was okay, but said "let’s do an ultrasound just to calm any nerves you might have."  My mom and Gavin were with me. Next ultrasound appointment was 2 hours away so mom, Gavin and I went to lunch and then came back.

About 30-45 seconds into the ultrasound exam, the ultrasound tech announces, "I see two!"  NO WAY!! Sure enough, my mom saw them, and once I was able to look at the screen, there they were, jumping around.. one even kicking the other in the head.

WE’RE HAVING TWINS!!!!

2006 is behind us now. It’s all a brand new page just full of possibilities and promise. 2006 was a good year and the greatest happening for us at the very tail end. I am happy to announce that we are expecting. We were sort of trying for over 2 years.  November 30th I took the home pregnancy test. I was almost in disbelief when I saw the plus sign. We’re very excited.  I’m pretty positive it was during our Florida vacation we got lucky.  I am due August 5th.  I’m still nervous and anxious until this delicate first trimester is over. I’ve been to my doctor already and my next appointment is January 15th, during which I’m expecting to hear the heartbeat. It’s when I hear that sweet sound that I’ll feel much more confident.

We told family and friends on Christmas Day. Everyone is very happy and excited for us. Now for the tricky part, to tell my boss. I think I’ll wait until after this whole holiday vibe has settled and things are back on routine.

At any rate, I’m so thrilled!

Happy Thanksgiving to everyone! Only on for a brief moment. So much to type about, including an 8 day trip to Florida and Disney. Obviously threw in the towel on NaBloPoMo, since I was going to be out of town anyway. Maybe I’ll have my own NaBloPoMo after the holiday season.

Got to remember to schedule a week long vacation right before a holiday break, this is pretty cool considering today is only my 2nd day back to work and now I’ve got the next 5 days off. Hope to catch up on what’s been happening at some point over the weekend. Including posting of some pictures. Florida was great, Disney even better.

More soon.. have a great Turkey Day!!