Don’t you hate it when people ask you if you want to hear the good news or bad news first? I know I do. Especially doctors. But anyway… Good news first.
I know it’s early, but I swear I’m feeling these babies move. Nothing dramatic or consistent yet, but it’s nice. That was my favorite part of Sweetie’s pregnancy (other than the fact she made it to term) and I don’t really know that I ever felt Abby move.
On the crappy side, my husband moved out. I told him we needed to see a counselor or he should leave and he chose to leave. He wants visitation of Sweetie whenever he can and ‘If either of those babies happen to make it, he may want to see them sometimes, too’. I honestly don’t want to stay in our house, so I imagine there will be a move in the near future for Sweetie and me as well.