30 Weeks! WHAT!

I'll be 30 weeks tomorrow!  That's a lot of weeks! Which means I officially cannot find my vagina anymore.  No one knows where it is, or if it even exists anymore.  I had to pee in a cup at that doctor's yesterday and just sort of held the cup where I hoped things would come out and I was very wrong.  Very, very wrong.  All I know is that there's a lot of weird stuff going on down there and I'm very glad I have a new keep-your-eyes-closed-during-romance-times rule because, no.  I mean I'm all about women's bodies are beautiful and amazing, and you should embrace the glow of pregnancy but just not for myself.  Not when there's varicose veins mapping a highway of fun wherever they please.

That face is exactly how I feel.  Glad the babies are healthy and gigantic, not glad I can actually hear my muscles crying.

So, thirty weeks.  In twin world there's not like ten more, there's a handful.  Luckily, since I'm stubborn that means at least six more.  We're making it past Christmas dang it!  My doctor just nodded and said "Good plan, I like it," when I told her about that yesterday.  She is very kind, and very quick to not make fun of me for anything I am worried about.  Seriously, if you want to have a baby I highly suggest you have one in Bozeman.  The doctors are amazing and kind and still continue to keep me as a patient despite the fact they have read my blog.  Which I discovered when she was printing out pictures of the boys - all of them being shots where the boys were prominently holding or showing off their penises - and she said, "I thought you might like some fodder. . . for your blog." and then smiled.  And then I turned beet red and babbled about pizza or something else, because I am always embarrassed when I find out people read this.  I mean, that's the point right?  Yes, and I love it.  But I am also nervous because that's how I roll!

But you have to be ok with being close to your doctor, you know why?  She's gonna have her hands all up in you to the elbow no matter what.  And buying her a drink first would just be weird.

Anyway!

Other things happened recently!  My mom and Eduardo came to visit and hit just about the most perfect Halloween weather ever in Montana.  It was actually warm.  And gorgeous.  And just a last bit of joy before real Montana weather hit.

Hiking!

Reading time!  Tula was a bee for Halloween, I don't just go around dressing her like a vibrant convict.

Oh yeah, and then this weather happened.  Because here we go from the 60's to the negatives over night.  Jump right in to winter, don't think you get to ease into it.  Easing is for babies.  But not Montana babies, because Montana babies are made of steel and rawhide.

Addie got new snow stuff!  

And yes I let her wear pjs to Target, and preschool but I was still in mine, so I couldn't really say anything.  Plus she's adorable.  I mean, whatever, wear pjs to your own wedding girlfriend!  You're gorge!

Tula also loves Target!  Because she's my blood!