See I warned you..

I forgot my password...and my user name, but obviously it's fixed now. Been tired and grumpy...nothing new there. The doctor told me I was slightly anemic but otherwise okay. I was pleased that I hadn't gained much, just a half a pound. The doctor was pleased too. I am working hard to keep my weight gain under 15 pounds total. Now before you freak and start leaving horrible comments bear in mind that I started this pregnancy at 323 pounds. I have plenty of fat reserves to draw from, heck I could probably gestate an antelope with no problem. I am healthy except for poly cystic ovarian disease (diagnosed at 14) and hyperinsulemia (goes along with the PCOS). My blood work, pressure and every other thing they check is always good. The doctor really wants to keep the weight gain down due to the delivery. He is worried that it will take the epidural (assuming I want or need one) a long time to take effect. I really am blocking the whole baby come out part right now. I mean, after the baby is here I am going to be fine, lots of experience with babies, but the whole birthing part...yikes. I freaked out watching some TLC show the other day when they put in an epidural. If I don't do it all natural, then is it being a wienie to ask to be knocked out and waked up when the baby is out and cleaned up. My husband can tell me all about the birth. Seriously though, I do lean toward natural birth. My hips will have finally found their purpose in life.
Did I mention this was a total surprise baby. I'm fat, almost 42 (the 28th of this month) and the doctor told me at 14 that it would be really hard for me to get pregnant naturally. I've never had regular periods since 14 and we tried massive doses of fertility drugs. Now, we moved to California in January of last year...all of a sudden I'm having periods like a pro and like clockwork. I blame the sunshine. Then poof, in August no period. Oh well, just me being my "normal" self. No, me being pregnant. I didn't find out until the 22nd of September when I went in to have a physical to be a substitute teacher. I was fasting for blood work and when the doctor told me I really did think I was going to pass out. It's a dream come true and we will be having our son in April.
I promise I will post more often, I wrote the password down this time. There's always much more to the story.

Two days in a row...

Okay, for the record I am really bad about remembering to write in my blog and about remembering passwords, but in the interest in recording this new year I am going to try my best...and write down the stupid password.
Yesterday began like normal days do lately, waking up with pains in my lower back and the overwhelming urge to tinkle. I would like to blame all the pain on the pregnancy but it's more likely the mattress and the fact that I toss and turn all night-that is the pregnancy's fault. I was grumpy and whiney so the husband took us to my favorite little Mexican food restuarant for lunch. I will just say right now that I adore my husband, he puts up with a lot of crap from me. I ate way too much, something I am sure the doctor is going to fuss at me about on Tuesday at my monthly check-up. I think this month's visit is going to be a terrible one. Pregnant women are not supposed to weigh nine hundred pounds. Okay so I really don't, but I sure feel like I do. After we ate we drove out to the beach. Full tummy, massive sand dunes, long hair down and wind are not a good combination, by the time we got home I felt like yuck. So instead of getting the house picked up-ongoing battle, I thought far too much about barfing. I have not had any morning sickness and am past that point in the gestation so this was my body's way of telling me to stop trying to be one of those food eater champions (so gross) and that I am not a beach bunny. I may be able to get the knots out of my hair someday.

Welcome

Hi there, welcome to my blog. Lots of stuff happened last year and it's taken me this long to get caught up...I am not going to do a forever long first post to try and catch you up on all this stuff at the momment, but I will try to give the back story on events as I write about them. Here is a quick overview of what you can look forward too.
1) Moving across country with two kids, a husband, a smelly dog and two cranky cats.
2) Looking for a house and moving in.
3) Deciding to get a job in a tiny little town.
4) Finding out that I am pregnant after years of infertility and the shock of that.
5) Being fat, over fourty and knocked up.