I'm feeling much better now, thanks for asking.
I had a good long talk with myself and said "Knock it off you ninny!" and now I'm feeling much a-ok.
Also I've lost eight pounds so that's good. I'm telling people I'm losing the baby weight. I just don't tell them that it's the weight I gained two babies ago. Seriously, within about three weeks of the twins being born I had lost all of that baby weight. Little A must have created some super fat though because this stuff just does not want to leave me. (Notice how I blame the baby for my weight and not the steady diet of cake and deep fried ham and cheese balls that I survived on.)
Also, I am tentatively exploring another surrogacy. VERY tentatively. I had a dream last night that I applied with an agency but they rejected my by sending me a cake that had "Sorry, you're too ugly" written on it. I guess I might have some anxiety about the whole thing. I sort of think I must be crazy to even consider going through the shots and the pain and the mood swings and the weight gain and the possible bedrest and the recovery all over again. Then I open my email and I get a picture of Little A or The Boy and The Girl and my heart just about bursts with happiness and I think I would be crazy to NOT to it all again.
Also, the kids got their report cards last week. Elle got 3's all across the board. (That's the best you can get with this new fangled grading system they've got.) Joseph also did extremely well. He got mostly 3's and a few 4's. (Older kids can get 4's. Preschoolers have not yet earned the right to have 4's.) Even in areas where he sometimes struggles he did well. Clearly I have the smartest children in all the land. I'm thinking of getting their report cards printed onto a t-shirt that I can wear out in public. I'm just that
obnoxious proud of them.
Also, I got to spend some time with my cousin's baby this past weekend and he is more delicious than I can even put into words.
Also, my fish have intestinal worms that will just not go away. That's not such great news but it's on my mind so you're going to hear about it.
Also, we have a fish named Sir Poopsalot.