So, as of last Thursday, things are going well with baby #3. Sometimes I feel like calling the baby "He-man", mostly because after all my worry (and lots of spotting), the baby is still alive, even after I've convinced myself that I'd miscarry again. So nothing to worry about, right? I guess most of my worries have been laid to rest and I'm just going to roll with the punches. I have been spot free for over a week now (yipee!), and so I think its true that I have stopped worrying. The Doctor did tell me it was OK to play tennis, because gravity isn't an issue with the baby, and because he thinks tennis isn't a strenuous sport. I think he's never seen a tennis match in person, or for that matter, played tennis himself. I am considering playing tennis, but I know me. I run down all the balls, lobes and drop balls. It's just in my nature. Then the worry would start again. I want everything to be A-OK and know that me doing anything physical wouldn't hurt all the funky stuff that's going on in my uterus. Too bad I had signed up for the season before I knew any of the funky stuff was going on. Oh well. Maybe I will get a green light and all will be fine. And deep down, that is my gut feeling, whether or not I will get to play tennis, I know it will all work out and we will have a healthy baby come spring 2010.
On to other happenings, Bryanna starts preschool tomorrow. I am looking forward to her being in school and having that social outlet. She thrives on friendships, and having something to do other than hanging out with dear old mom all day, everyday.
I know you will all think me crazy, but I am praying for autumn to come. It has been so stinkin hot, I can't take it anymore. I just want it to cool down to the 70's and I'd be happy as a camper. This 110 degrees is really getting on my nerves and I want it to stop. Since I'm pregnant I feel I can demand for such a request. So I've put out fall decor already, along with some Halloween stuff. This is why you think I'm crazy. Mark thinks so, but secretly, its my way of kicking summer out and welcoming the cool air. I'm dreaming of pumpkin patches, carmel apples, corn mazes, ghosts and goblins and hot apple cider, among all the yummy treats that I love to make for fall.