Okay, I had a lovely chat with my therapist and he gave me some new perspective to hold onto. He also told me that infertility probably makes it worse, but that mind consuming fears are normal in all pregnancies. We talked a lot about my job which is STRESSING me out. I am just not sure what my dream job would be, but I know this is not it. My sweet hubby is working his rear off for a better financial situation so maybe in awhile I can stay home with the monkey's until I figure out what to do. I don't necessarily need to not work, it would just be nice to go to a job that I look forward to and that makes me feel rewarded, instead of like pieces of my unused brain are slowly dying off. I left work crying yesterday because I'm so tired of it. I don't get a ton of joy out of it, but I do have job so that is looking on the bright side. Hubby bought me tickets to the Nutcracker to make me feel better. Not to mention, I only have four months left until maternity leave, woo hoo!!
The kids at work do make me laugh. My boobs are getting pretty big these days. I don't really want to buy a new bra because a 36DD seemed big enough for the last 10 years of my life, but it looks like I will need bigger! One of the 4 year old kiddos who loves boobs looked down my shirt and said "whoa!" Obviously I told him that is not appropriate (just like the other times that I have actually had to talk to him about grabbing them), but then I had to laugh. Trust me, it's a little scary! Another child came out with two cones in his hands, put them on his chest, stood next to me and said "I'm Mrs. Big Boobs." Nice. Don't ask me what's wrong with kids today, because I don't know!! But they are pretty funny.
It's way past my bedtime being 8:45 p.m. so I gotta hit the showers!! Less than 7 full days until I get to see the babies and see if that was a vajayjay after all on Baby B!