I simply cannot believe that it’s August 1st. Where did the time go?!
It feels like summer is completely over for us. Hubster’s fall training is in full swing and has been for about two weeks already. His grad classes will begin again in a few weeks. It’s crazy how fast time goes! It was slightly over a year ago that we moved here, but it certainly doesn’t feel like it was that long ago. So much has changed since then!
Instead of preparing to start my own graduate program and assistantship, I am now a stay-at-home mom. How crazy is that?!
You never know what life is going to throw your way.
I went to the doctor last week to make sure I didn’t have bronchitis (I was sick for 2 weeks and have had a cough for 3), and had quite an interesting visit. During the preliminary questions, she asked when my last menstrual period was. When I told her that I hadn’t gotten it back yet after having C, she looked up from my file with big eyes and said, “You’re not pregnant, are you?” I mirrored those big eyes when I said, “No!”
But ever since that, I’ve had these fears in the back of my mind. OMG, what if…?! I know it can’t be, but what if I was! It’s now been 5 weeks since I stopped breastfeeding. OMG, what’s wrong with me. I over-analyzed every little craving and feeling of disgust (ew, I don’t want to eat a tuna sandwich. Ahhhh, what if that means I’m pregnant?!). When I couldn’t sleep at night, my mind would wander. How would I tell people that I was pregnant AGAIN? They would think Hubster and I were animals who couldn’t control ourselves! My children would be less than a year apart! WHERE WOULD I PUT A SECOND BABY IN A ONE-BEDROOM APARTMENT?!
Alas, tonight my dear frenemy (Aunt Flo, as some call her), has returned to vanquish my fears. I never thought I’d be happy to have her return.