The other day we went to buy fireworks. I was standing in the big tent when all of the sudden, I felt nauseous. Like I was just going to barf right there on the sawdust floor. Then the next day, it happened again. I also called my husband a dickhead and wanted to cry one night when he wouldn't agree that the pasta salad I had made was fantastic. (I mean, come on already, just fucking lie about it. What use is it to tell a chick that you hate the food she slaved over?)
Then my spidey senses started tingling, and I thought to myself this is exactly how I felt when I was pregnant. Alarms started going off and I started wondering WTF? I wasn't convinced that I was pregnant, but I started to wonder and started to worry. Of course, with my history, if I were pregnant, I would just be ecstatic. However, dudes, I. am. not. ready. It is the first time since I was about 20 that I was worried a pregnancy test might be positive.
It was negative.
Honestly I am way too selfish a person to have 2 little babies at once. I don't think I'd be a good mom to 2 tiny ones. But it was a surreal feeling to be taking a pregnancy test right now.
And then I thought, with all the lovely ladies that I follow out there with IF problems and therefore a blatant lack of birth control post-baby, eventually one of us is going to get knocked up. Right? I mean, statistically, it's bound to happen. And this is one watch and see that I will be watching and seeing for.
Yep, I know a few of those where they had a surprise...you know, a what-in-the-heck-I'm-infertile-surprise.
ReplyDeleteWell wouldn't that just be the mind-cluck! (I don't want to swear on your blog ;)
ReplyDeleteI'm sure you'd surprise yourself with how ability to handle two infants, but it's still unnerving!
Um, good luck? I'm not sure what to wish you!
Hahah. Dude my boss has this saying 'gotta feed the babies', which is in reference to continuously getting more work in order to keep all of our families going. Anyway we were in the hallway and both saying 'gotta feed the babies' and another co-worker was like 'babies? Um Natalie? What's going on?'. Since then I have been supa paranoid. But I am like 55% sure I am not pregnant right now. Not a very high percentage mind you, but I heard that your milk changes when you get pregnant and if you are nursing your baby will ween himself. So for some reason I have determined that Jack will let me know if I am pregnant. Yes, I am putting my almost 4 month old in charge of giving me a heads-up. I am definitely a weirdo.
ReplyDeleteMy guess? it is going to be Oak. She's the one who is all for Irish twins. I'll take them if I get them, but she's gung-ho about it