I gots nothing to say!

This is a shocking statement! If you know me at all - whether it be now, or if you knew me as a kid, teenager or young adult, you also know that I like to talk. A lot. I've never had a quiet or shy stage. I have always had something to say.

But believe it or not, I haven't been posting lately because I just have nothing to say!

Today I hit my 28th week of pregnancy. So far, so good. (knock wood) I really have no complaints. I have a lot of heartburn (I'm expecting two full heads of hair!) and some pretty crazy hip pain while I'm sleeping, but I've pretty much gotten used to both and have learned how to live with them.

We go back to the doctor on Wednesday, and I can't wait to see the girls! They've both been very active the last few days, and I really love that. Alan told me yesterday that he's going to miss my belly after the babies are born, and I have to admit, I'm going to miss it, too! Of course, I recognize that if I go full term (which I am completely determined to do!) I will be much bigger by the time I deliver than I am now, and therefore may not feel exactly the same way by then, but as of today, my first day of my third and final trimester, I feel great and I love being pregnant.
I love feeling all of their little movements. It's not just kicks. It's the rollovers. A few nights ago, I was walking down the hallway towards our bedroom, where Alan was watching TV, and I felt the weirdest sensation. It scared me for a minute because I thought it must be a contraction, but when the sensation stopped, I looked down and my normally round belly had a big old point to it, down on the lower left side. It was the weirdest looking thing! I ran into my husband and showed him. He was like, "What is that?!?!" and we both just started laughing. I guess our baby was switching positions and left an arm or leg or something else just hanging out. It looked that way for about 5 minutes and then something shifted again, and my belly was back to its normal round self! Amazing!
I love being home during the day, just me, my English pointer, and my two lazy cats, and I get to talk to my little girls all day. I get to tell them what's going on in the world, and how much I love them, and how their father and I can't wait to meet them. I love when they kick me back, as if they know what I'm saying and they are responding.
I love how nice strangers are to me. The other day I was at the mall with my mother, and after having to walk up a broken escalator, I was a little tired and a little out of breath. I sat down at the make-up counter, while my mom bought some foundation, and without thinking about it, I rubbed my stomach to let the girls know that everything was okay, after all that strenuous activity. I didn't even realize I was doing this, and that I was off in la-la land daydreaming about my children again, when I looked up and caught the eye of a gentleman around my age, who saw me rubbing my very pregnant belly and mouthed the words, "Are you alright?" "Yes, thank you. I'm just fine, " I said back with a huge smile on my face. How sweet!
I just love being pregnant!!
I still can't believe I'm going to be a mother soon. I guess that's how all expectant mothers feel. It's just for all the other craziness of my life, the one thing I've always known without a shadow of a doubt is that I wanted children. A whole bunch of 'em! And to think at 36, my dreams are about to be realized, that's pretty powerful. I feel so happy and content. Life is good!
Well, I have to get to bed. It's late and my babies need some sleep.
Guess I had more to say than I realized! :)