So… after the last time I wrote, a ton of shit went down.

I didn’t sit and write about it, and now it seems so far after the fact, that I almost don’t want to.

The short version is that some time Friday, my pain came back and we ended up going back to the hospital.  I was there until late Sunday evening – but they actually FOUND the problem this time, and fixed it.  I will REALLY not go into details on this part.  It’s pretty… yuck.

Now that I’m back in a normal schedule, though, I feel great.  They let me go back to work, and I’m starting to have energy and stamina again. 

The funny part is, after everything I’ve been through at the hospital and how scary the whole experience was… I’m not really afraid of delivery any more.  There is no way it could really be worse than what I’ve already had to endure.

I don’t have much more to say, and that’s what happens when I blog so little.  There are so many things going on that I don’t have the ability to drag through my brain and figure out what I want to talk about.  Brock and I are dismally not ready for Christmas.  We have done no – that’s right – ZERO shopping up to this point.  When you spend a week in the hospital, you lose a ton of time that you thought you had. 

Oh, I know what I can do.  I can share some more 3D ultrasound pictures.  Bubba is over 3 pounds now! 

Cute kid!

I’ll write more.  At least a little something every day, like my subs.  It’ll be worth it.