99 Days Preggo!

According to my due date, I am 99 days pregnant.  Crazy to believe!  I'm starting to finally show every day...when I wake up there's a bit of a baby belly there.  It's easier to think "oh, she might be pregnant" now rather than "damn that bitch ate a fatty lunch!".  

Also on the plus side, I think I'm starting to enjoy this.  I'm no longer getting sick and hurling all the time (MS can kiss my fat ass!), and besides the crazy hunger I'm doing good.  The early first trimester exhaustion is gone as well... although I am still going to bed by 8pm every. freaking. night.  And a big meal makes me want to pass out faster than holding my breath!  Having constant food on hand has been a struggle so I end up getting too hungry and then gorging.  

I've been thinking a lot about Christmas lately.  Not just this year's holiday, but Christmas Future! EVERYONE knows this is my absolute, hands down, favorite time of the year.  Thinking of the babes being here next year and all the year's we'll get to celebrate... I'm constantly wiping tears away from my eyes. Imagining the look on their faces the first year they get a bicycle, opening Christmas pj's, sharing our traditions with them (hot chocolate while driving around looking at Christmas lights, anyone?).  Damn... there I go again.  As scary as it all seems sometimes knowing we have two on the way, I feel just as blessed. These babes are going to be so loved and well taken care of not only by us but by our entire families.

IF changes the way you view things... everything.  Towards the end of our journey my expectations of family totally changed.  Where once I was adamant we were having three children and I was carrying all three and no c-section would ever "tarnish" my birth experience, I was just begging for one.  I didn't care how we made that happen... adoption, baby snatchings, a nice stranger leaving a basket on our front door... I did not care.  I think that makes me see everything now as so special and sacred.  Birthday's, holiday's, Sunday dinners, first trips to the zoo... Hey, I'm an emotional gal as it is and I know the hormones aren't helping but damn.  This is going to be so effing awesome.  

Hubs and I made our second official trek into BBRUS this weekend and got to test out our stroller and car seats.  (By the by, if you've never operated that stuff before.... that shit is hard to figure out!)  The babes are going to need so much crap! But, I love it.  This is what I was put on this earth to do, what I have been dreaming about for years.  It's still a little early for buying a lot of stuff but I'll be scoping out Black Friday sales for the major items: cribs, dresser, stroller, and car seats. Figure it can't hurt!  Plus, there might be some awesome scores on diapers... I need to get our stock up!  One blog I read broke down how many diapers and what sizes you need for the first year.... times two we'll need about 6,000 diapers!!! I don't plan to have that many sitting in a closet but we've got plenty of storage room and I plan to stock up as much as possible.  Best tip I've gotten so far?  Buy lots of different brands so if you find you or babe doesn't like one kind, you aren't stuck with a year's worth of wasted moolah.  That, and Target and Walmart cheapies are pretty awesome.  Thank you fellow mamma's and papa's! 

All in all, I'm feeling really good and really excited.  I just can't wait for them to be here!  There was a freshly bathed four month old in my office on Friday and let me tell you, he smelled AMAZEBALLS!  I need to stop wishing the time to go faster since we'll never have this time again, but it's so hard to be patient and wait.

Love!