No, I'm NOT 9 months...

I'm only 6 months and if one more person asks me if I'm almost due, I'm going to crap and die. It's funny what random strangers think they can say and do to you when you are pregnant. So many strangers feel open to rubbing my belly like it's a genie lamp, or showing me pictures of their kids, or telling me how HUGE I am! I even had a random 16 year old boy come up and rub my tummy! Last week, I went to lunch with a bunch of girls from work and our waitress came up to me and said, "Damn girl! You must not have had ANY titties befo' you was pregnant!" Thanks lady.

For those of you who don't know, we had a pretty bad scare a little more than a week ago. I caught the flu and ended up in the hospital. I became severly dehydrated which sent me into premature labor. The doctors were able to stop the contractions with a shot turbutaline and re-hydrated me intravenously with 4 bags of saline. They wanted me to spend the night in the hospital but I was so uncomfortable that I just wanted to go home so I checked myself out. That probably wasn't the smartest decision because I ended up back in the hospital a day later with contractions again. Luckily, they stopped on their own and everything has been calm since.

On a much happier note, I think that the babies have discovered each other over the last couple of days! I'll get alot of punches and kicks from her side and it's answered by punches and kicks from his side... kind of like an echo. They play alot in the middle too so I think they are finally starting to realize that someone else is in their hotel room! It's very cute although it makes me feel like a human washing machine with all that shaking going on in there! We have another doctor's appointment next Thursday in Charleston so hopefully I'll have more pictures to post of them. I hope those string beans have put on some weight!

So for all you peeps who have been dying to see what twiggy smalls looks like as a fat girl...

I have no idea how much further out there I can grow! I'm so scared! I'm only 24 weeks pregnant and still need to carry these kids for another 16 weeks for them to be considered "term" babies. The 40 week thing probably won't happen but as long as I can make it to 32 weeks, I'll be happy. I don't have any stretch marks yet so that's good but I'm sure those are only a couple weeks away. I'm scared about having premature babies, about the workload I'm going to face, about looking like a crusty old deflated balloon with flapjack boobs once I pop... PEW! Keep your fingers crossed for us that these kids will marinate in there a little while longer! Thanks so much to those of you who have been sending prayers to us! It means everything!