Oh What a Day

Well, after much harrassing from Bree, saying we were having twins for weeks now, we have had our ultrasound. There is most definately one baby in there. Another couple of months to find out the color. The heartrate is 160. You know what that means...it could be a girl, or a boy. My doctor laughed as he told us we had a 50/50 chance.


Yesterday I was starting to lose it because our house was a mess and that makes me feel crazy inside. Donny was so funny, he must have felt the impending doom of my mood, because every time I asked him to do something, he would say,"Oh yes my mother dear, I would sure love to." How could I possibly be upset after that? We got the upstairs clean with a few laughs.

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Mak said…
What?!?!? A baby! I didn't know!!! Congratulations! How are you feeling/doing?
July 17, 2009 at 9:10 AM
Christine said…
Love it when the kids know you are frustrated and try to help make things better. I try not take advantage hehehee:}
July 17, 2009 at 7:51 PM
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