Moody Momma!

The last week was totally out of character for me. It was a mood roller coaster! I know I have been stressed, and busy, and disrupting our schedule a bit too much, and deeply missing some friends up north....but still! I have funks occasionally - as I assume we all do - but this was different. I was completely dissatisfied with everything and put out over anything one day, and then totally fine the next and in utter disbelief of my actions from the previous day, only to repeat the dissatisfaction and impatience the following day. AH! Who was this psycho that crawled under my skin! Poor husband! Poor Søren! I am sorry!!

Then it occurred to me that I had also started sleeping with an extra pillow, and that certain activities with the husband had suddenly improved...then the unthinkable dawned on me, and I realized that I should probably break out the trusty spoon (well "trusty" in the sense that it only moves over genuine life...it does nothing over knees and toes and non-pregnant bellies) to make sure I was not pregnant. Surely I would not be ovulating again after 7 SHORT months?!

The spoon hung, and twitched, and Søren watched and interrupted so many times picking up the spoon and asking if there was a baby in momma's belly again, that I could not get a clear reading for far too long to keep my patience. After successfully communicating to Søren that I would not be able to answer him unless he found something else to do for a full minute, I watched the witching spoon again as it began a subtle, but increasing, pendulum swing...a swing I have seen twice before to tell me of two other little lives who have been entrusted to us. Spoons says boy number 3!

I guess our 3-year-spacing plan probably should have involved contraceptives! All the same, we are all getting excited and trying to come up with another name (Søren is totally up for it, and remarks excitedly throughout the day, "New baby in Momma's belly!?").

Then, this morning there was the slightest twinge of morning sickness (which has never happened before). We brought out the spoon again - you know, to be sure, and to reassure myself nothing changed overnight. Well - now, this is a little disconcerting - it moved differently. It moved in a circle. Circle is new for me. Circles have not yet been wrong, and circles involve things like pink, and dresses, and boyfriends, and (insert hyperventilation here).

This was strange though, as I have NEVER seen the spoon change a reading - not even after a birth that disagrees with the reading. So, I was more thorough in checking and discovered that the pendulum movement is still the reading on my left side, but there is a definite circular movement on my right side. Hmmmm (i.e. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!).

Would this be what twins would read like?! Andrew does have a cousin with twins, and I think my great-grandfather was a twin...but really, somebody please tell me that I am NOT having twins 16 months after Elliot! Do you remember how HUGE I get with one baby?!

I suppose now would be the time to start looking for a midwife/CNM! It also provides more data to try to get to the bottom of this whole spoon business. It also explains my insatiable appetite. All in all, we are still excited, of course. It solves the whole Andrew-getting-a-bit-old-to-continue-having-kids-much-longer dilemma. I did say I wanted four, and long-ago I did say I wanted to be done having kids before I was 30. So, there you go. Who knows what is happening in there, "science" has yet to weigh in on anything. I am sure I will keep you updated.