talking to my belly

i'm sure people on the street think i'm a crazy person muttering to myself, but really i'm just talking to my beans (i'm kind of hoping for twins, and a few days ago - before i even tested - i was heading somewhere and the second embryo nickname came to me: jumping bean. i have decided that this is a good twin omen, although i am not counting on it by any means!).

today is the day i call the doctor and the midwife. probably i won't get to see my doc (i don't think she has any spots till june), but there is one other doc at her practice who is okay. and maybe i'll see if i can book ahead with my real doc as well, since she is the best.

oh, and i'm going to have to make my poor husband clean the cat litter. although we might still have rubber gloves and face masks around somewhere. is that over-reacting to wear that much protective gear? well i don't care!