Semi-wordless Monday -- which do I miss more, caffeine or wine? Depends on the time of day.

People: What have you been up to, lately? Your blog has been kind of sucky. You seem a little, I don't know, preoccupied.

Me: What have I been up to? Oh, nothing, really. Just bein' fertile.

Taken on 1/18/09, two days after I wrote about The Most Recent Miscarriage. Taken, I might add, in a Target bathroom, where I was kind of hyperventilating/freaking out/elated/confused. The first of seven (yes, seven) pregnancy tests taken over the course of 48 hours until my dr. could get me in.

Taken this morning, at 12 weeks, 3 days. The requisite "Skeletor" shot. Amazing. It's still in there. The heart is still beating. God is good.



More of this morning's amazingness. I had a dream that it's another boy, but they will neither confirm nor deny until my next ultrasound in 6 weeks. I get to have lots of ultrasounds because I'm special. "Special" = enough miscarriages to be considered "high risk."

Kinda small but that date is 9/28/09.

Happily sleeping away in his big boy racecar bed, blissfully unaware that in 6 short months life as His Highness knows it will be changed forever. Sorry, kid.

I'm not brave enough to post "belly pics" just yet. Any tummy that you see at this point was there well before I got pregnant again. Let's wait until maternity fat can be distinguished from fat fat, shall we?