Hambuger or hot dog?

So this week I'm finally feeling more human again and starting to get my appetite back again yay! I'm also back to drinking my one cup of tea again...now that I'm out of the 12 week thing I feel more comfortable allowing myself some caffeine back into my diet. I can honestly say the last few months I've not even been tempted but this week yep I've been hankering for tea again, nice to know some things are back to normal.

So my belly is starting to expand some and Jagr is starting to notice the subtle changes in my body. I am feeling more energized for the most part although by the end of the week I'm dragging my feet at work and dying for the weekend and a lie in. I know I know this will all change once these two are born but I might as well enjoy this part of it.

My work colleague is currently off to as her Dr puts it found out if her baby has a hot dog or hamburger. Got to say that that image is almost enough to put me off of hamburgers for life! I've got 8 more weeks before I can find out unless I end up with another ultra sound before then. Must say I'm rather glad my husband changed his mind about not knowing the sex.

We have also decided that we probably won't worry about the rest of the genetic testings. I honestly don't feel there is anything wrong with either of the babies and the further along we have been progressing the more I'm getting attached to the idea of bringing them into the world and just let nature take it's course. More or less the same idea as to how I ended up getting pregnant in the first place. That we have been blessed with the prospect of having a family that we get 2 in one go (and I'm so not doing this again!). I know I'm getting drawn into the excitement of planning or at least starting to wrap my brain about planning for the arrivals.

Mother's day is Sunday and there are lots of news articles on the web celebrating motherhood. It's funny to be approaching this one and thinking next year it will have a whole new meaning. I hope I can be a good parent I really do. I hope I can bring up my children to become good people. I worry a little about drugs and gangs, although we do live in a fairly affluent neighbourhood so that tends to be minimized to an extent. Drugs and sex I'm already worrying about (go figure). I hope I can educate my children well enough that they are strong enough and sensible enough to make their own decisions and can look after themselves. I want strong independent children that can also love, I don't want to shelter them too much as I believe over sheltering is the same sometimes as neglecting them to allow them to be themselves to find their way yet help them when they need it.