I wanted to write this out because it's been bugging me lately. It really bugs me when I see that people are pregnant with twins. Well, seeing anyone that is pregnant bugs me but it really rubs me the wrong way when I find out its twins. I should have had twins. My first pregnancy was twins and I was going to be part of that special twins mommy group. And now I'm not. My twins died. I just feel so empty. Every pregnancy and every baby is a miracle but twins just seem so special. I get especially jealous of those who are pregnant with twins. Jealous and obsessed. I kind of creepily stalk people when I know there are twins in there. Odd I know. I just kind of wish I didn't feel this way. Bah.
On a happier note, we're moved in! Well, our boxes are there and a lot of them are unpacked. We still have quite a bit of work to do though. Slowly but surely. It's so fabulous. I basically just walk around all day smiling at it. I love owning our own place and being able to decorate it and set it up how I want it and know that it's all ours. I am happy.