In the dumps

It's been so long since my last post!  We're all doing good here.  Summer seems to be flying by although it drags along at the same time with Dave gone so much.  We're half way through this recent trip and he will be home on Friday for a week or so.  I miss him terribly.  My emotions got the best of me last night and I've just about hit my breaking point.  It was hard not to cry during work today.  It's not really that BIG of a deal but when I have a bunch of things coming at me at once I can only handle so much of it before I break.  This is probably going to turn into a poor me post sorry!!

Pregnancy is going good.  Most of the time I feel pretty good.  It is getting harder to do things and I am so exhausted all the time.  I feel like the boys don't get the time and attention like they should in the evenings because I'm so tired.  Then there is the episodes of pain I have been having.  I have had about 5-6 of them now probably going back to 12 weeks along.  I was thinking it was gas but the pain just seems way too intense and I'm not really eating gassy foods/drinks.  The other night I was knocked to my knees and cried from the pain.  It is just below my rib cage and last around 3-5 minutes.  It almost feels like the pain of contraction where the pain gets more and more intense and then works back down.  Then I usually feel icky for a couple days following.  I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow so we'll see what she says.  From some of the symptoms I'm thinking maybe it has to do with my gallbladder but who knows!

I have my glucose testing tomorrow which for some reason has me worried.  I'm sure it will be fine and I didn't have gestational diabetes with the boys so I'm sure I won't have it this time.  If I do I'm pretty sure I will freak out!

Andrew had a cardiology appointment yesterday that went good.  They have ordered a CT scan to look at his right branch pulmonary artery.  At first I was fine with it but now I'm getting all scared about it.  It sounds like an easy test but it's another test.  Ugh.  Why can't it just be, "he's fixed! we don't ever have to see you again!"

So just too much at once for me to process.  I'm too much of a worrier and my emotions have gotten the best of me!!  And I can't even have a bowl of ice cream tonight because of the stupid glucose test!

Ok.  I feel a little better now.  :o)