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Popping My Cherry

Well, here goes...my first blog. I haven't ever done this before. Mr. Hubs has been keeping a blog for a long time. I've been hesitant b/c I still have no idea what I'm going to blog about. My life has taken a lot of different turns this past year. All the turns have led me here today, sitting on my couch writing a blog. I've been married for a little over 7 years. We have a 3 year old daughter who is a fireball of energy. Some days I'm not sure how I can possibly keep up with her. I had twin boys 3 weeks ago, so I'm a little sleep deprived. When we had our little Diva 3 years ago we knew we would have more kids. The running joke between us was Mr. Hubs wanted 2 and I wanted 3 kids. Saying that, 2 was going to be fine with me. I just liked to push his buttons. So, when Diva was 2 we decided it was time to have another one since we didn't want a huge age gap. Well, after months of trying, not having have regular cycles and tons of stress my doctor said that I had PCOS. As a result we decided to use medical intervention to start my cycle again. Almost immediately I was pregnant. We were so excited. Then our first appointment the doctor says "Oh, it's twins." You could of mopped the floor with me! It was a tough pregnancy physically for me in the respect that I had no energy, everything hurt and took extra energy and my belly was HUGE! The babies weighed 6.4 and 7.8 pounds. They were not small. During the coarse of my pregnancy Mr. Hubs and I decided that it would be best for the family if I stayed at home with the babies and not put them in daycare. EEEK! While the prospect is exciting, it's also daunting at the same time. Do I really have what it takes to be a stay at home Mommy? Do I know what I am doing? Needless to say I am still trying to find my footing. Life has certainly taken some turns I had never expected, but I am looking forward to seeing where this road takes me.

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