This morning was definetly not a repeat of yesterday.  I didn’t wake Heath up again—he was sick all night.  Keali cried and threw a fit from the moment she woke up to…well, I don’t really know because she was STILL throwing the fit when I left her at preschool.  Yuck.  It was miserable. 

My sprain was aggrivated again last week when I picked Keali up a few times (stop doing that Melissa!!), so I have been having to deal with that pain and discomfort.  In addition to that, the babies have found my kidneys and declared them the new favorite body part on Mommy to kick, squeeze, punch.  Yea for me!! 

As if all that weren’t enough—all but one evening this week, I have been attacked by the worst case of Braxton Hicks to ever exist in history.  I never really had uncomfortable fake contractions before.  The tightening…yes.  Pain?  No.  I have it now and last night I almost asked Heath to take me to the hospital.  I know they aren’t real because they are in no way regular and they don’t ever get stronger—but I am certainly having more in an hour than I should be.  I’ll have to talk to the doc about it tomorrow.

The weather here is SO lovely!!  We took staff pictures outside this morning and it was gorgeous!  Sunny with a cool breeze!  I tell you—if there was ever a summer in Arkansas to be big and pregnant during—it is this summer.  It has for the most part been so mild.  I’ve really been blessed there!! I remember thinking when I found out I was having twins, “August is going to be MISERABLE!!”  It wasn’t though and the rest hasn’t been that bad heat wise either!