Nerves Nerves and more Nerves

I had my Neurology appointment in Boise yesterday. I'm pretty positive the doctor is a quack. No, I'm serious. I mean, common, he had a zillion certifications, and is allowed to do hypnosis. My face goes numb, and what does he want to do about it? "Talk, and get into my head." Are you kidding me? Would you like to know what else he said to me? I walked into his "office" (direct replica of old movies where it's a dark, musty-ish office with over sized wooden desks, bookshelves, and old medical books cluttering the place..... just trying to set the mood here...) and he looks at me and says,
"Wow, you kind of have a fat belly going on."
It's one of those times where you're not quite sure what to say, and not 100% sure if you've heard the person correctly. But no, I definitely heard him right. So what's the only thing I can come up with?
"Yeah, but only for 3 1/2 more weeks." ............... I know, right?? Where'd my wittiness go when I needed it?
So he continues on with,
"Well, you better lose that, it's not healthy."
Was it dry humor or is he just a jerk? I'm possibly leaning towards the latter.

Anyhow, he thinks my numbness is a derivative of my migraines. And since I get them so frequent and so fierce, with meds not exactly helping, he really is wanting to do an MRI of my brain. The numbness is coming from the right part of my brain, and he wants to rule anything else out before we go on. I go back in 6 weeks for him to know if I've had any more "attacks" as he calls it, and then will schedual an MRI then. It's not safe to have an MRI while pregnant, and Sydney will be here in 3 1/2 weeks, and then I'll have a good 2 1/2 weeks of downtime after the C-section. So 6 more weeks it is. Fine with me, this guy is nuts.

So, onto my crazy nerves. While we were in Boise I started having a few contractions. The take your breath away, slap you in the face kind. After we got home, they picked up, and I was feeling pretty miserable. I ended up with contractions all night, and after I finally went to bed, had a few over night. I'm doing okay today, just absolutely exhausted from them.
But it's really gotten me thinking. About having her of course. We might have her room ready, have the hospital bag ready, the house ready.... everything on the exterior of our lives is ready. But am I?? I'm going to have TWO kids. Oh. My. Gosh. A mom of two. Where did this come from? It was just YESTERDAY that I pee'd on a stick. (TMI? sorry...) Just YESTERDAY that we wrote on a Onsie for Austin saying that he was a "Big Brother." A ONSIE. He was still wearing those!
I'm really beginning to freak.

Do we have what we need? What are we forgetting? Are we going to have enough cloth diapers? What is Austin going to think? Is he going to be mad at me? Is he going to like having a little sister? What about her name? Will she like it? Do I like it? What if we see her and her name doesn't fit? What then? Is she going to be healthy? What if she's not? What if she comes early? Am I prepared for that? Physically? Mentally? Wow.

Yes, I am freaking. Bryant is calm. When did this happen? I am suppose to be the calm one!

Thanks for taking front seat to my pity party, it was fun, huh?

One last thing.... About blogging. At the bottom of each blog, there's a comment section.... I love comments... so COMMENT! :) OR ELSE. [kidding]
However, I really do like to read comments on here, you have to go to the actual site of the blog to comment, I don't believe you can do it off of the e mails that some of you get of my blog. But it's nice knowing people read this, and that I'm not just talking to myself. :)

xoxoxo
k.