It's been a while that I made a real post about anything that is really going on, for reals. Sean outlined things that we've encountered since mid-February here. I chose to keep quite, even took my blog private envisioning these long winded rants I was going to spew that I didn't really want anyone to read. But, what's the point in that! Frankly, I'm bitter over the whole thing. I feel that the ultimate dish of betrayal was served to us cold and delivered by a teenager. The wound stings and is still open and fresh, and I'm frankly not sure what it will take to mend it, if it can be mended. This teenager would argue that words were taken out of context and misconstrued, however, there is truth in everything, and the result is her words and the words of her leaders (or followers) were heard loud and clear by the courts, and we live with the ramifications. Sean and I began the process of searching for a house to purchase, and I need to consider keeping a room open for said teenager. How unfair is that? A room to be occupied for two weekends a month for the next three years. Wow. All this, and I am to pretend things are "fine" and nothing is wrong during visits. You envy me, I know.
Happier notes. Yes, the twins are progressing! I'm entering week 9 of pregnancy and have seen two little heartbeats on the monitor twice now. I'm waiting to hear from my doctor to begin my prenatal treatment. I guess I will also evaluate if he's the right doctor for me as well. Multiples is a game changer, and I want someone with experience. The next nine weeks will be a killer until we can see if we'll be having boys, girls, a boy and a girl. Oh the possibilities! Will the twins bunk together, will boys be doubled up? Will girls be doubled up? It's funny how many people, new moms included, forget when you can find out the sexes of babies. When I say I'm only this far along, you'd think they'd remember that you can't determine that until you are an average of 18-20 weeks. I need a snappier comeback instead of, no, it's too early to tell.
As I mentioned earlier, we began searching for houses to buy. At this point in the game, it's becoming more cost efficient where we live to purchase rather than rent. Crazy times for sure considering it was not like that a few years ago. Sean and I love the small-town feel of Tracy. It's a great place to raise a family, and we're comfortable there. We're not at a stage where the city life is desirable for us, or what we want for our home environment. I don't want crowds or neighbors I don't know or care about. I want a community, and the Bay Area doesn't have that for us, now. It served it's purpose before, and it may again sometime in the future, but not now. We saw seven houses in two days, and put a formal offer out on one property, and our realtor is drafting up two more offers, potentially, in the next day. It's exciting, and kind of like the lottery. Will we win, will our numbers get picked? We're trying hard to not get our hopes up and remain open. We'll unravel details as they unfold...
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