My son gots one. His Dad is in town and I’m taking him to Disney Land to meet him today. He totally gets to ditch 3 days of school to hang out with his Dad and Stepmom. What a rough life. :-) Anyway, went for my run this morning and it felt really good. Also weighed myself and I am down a little of the weekend damage, but not all the way yet. Boo! Tomorrow is my weigh in and I am gonna have a gain. Damn it.

So the drama… they want to do exploratory surgery that may or may not lead to removal of reproductive organs. :( Yeah. So, I was kind of processing that all weekend and my hubby drops a bombshell on me… he wants another baby. And he has valid reasons. But, I had just resigned myself to the fact that I was never going to have a daughter. I had just gotten the approval to sit for the CPA. I had just gotten into the University of California. So, it took me some time to process all of that, too. I emailed the doc yesterday, and she thinks we should have a baby first because the option may not be there after the surgery, and also whatever it is that I have will get better with pregnancy. She also said if in 6-8 months we were not pregnant we’d have to do the surgery. So, no pressure. Anyway, I have decided to have a baby. Well, that is AFTER I go home for Thanksgiving (OU v OSU is gonna involve alcohol!) AND AFTER I lose at least 10 more pounds. At least. I weighed the same every time I got pregnant before and I would like to be there, but that is 20 pounds away and that might take a minute. I am shooting for the 20 though. I’d also like to establish a steady running pattern so that I can continue to run for the first part of the pregnancy at least. Which brings me to the big question of the day: What is it going to be like having FOUR kids?! Any mothers of four out there?? And, what if this is a boy?! AGHHHHHHHH And, I want to name it with something starting with an A so my kids first initials will spell my middle name! ha. I just realized that last night. And, the biggest of all… what if I can’t get pregnant?? That is the scariest one. So, like I said, a lot on my plate this weekend, and apparently I suck and use whoppers to help in decision making processes. Gotta change that…

Happy Tuesday, chickies!