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Today was orientation-day.  Wow, it was SOOOOO slow.  They had us do a 'working lunch', so Alex and I didn't get to go to lunch together today-maybe tomorrow.  It was nice they did buy us lunch from Scrambles (where Susan now works..thought that was kind of ironic).  They also gave out tons of freebies...tote, lunchbox, ruler/calculator, gold pin with bank name on it, 3-sided highlighter, notepad.  That was kinda neat.  Really informative spiral books, too...

Kim had called me around 230pm today (couldn't answer or call back until I was off work).  So I try to call, get nothing..her home or cell.  So I'm freaking thinking that the daycare didn't pick-up Kait from school or something.  I picked up Kaitlynne from daycare (so that was all ok), but I still can't get ahold of Kim.  So I start panicking.  I call and call, no answer...I call the hospital-she's not there (thank God), call her sister-she says she hasn't heard anything is wrong.  Finally, around 7pm, Kim calls me back.  I jumped her ass (in that loving friend way) about her leaving a f'ing message on the voicemail...damn.  Anyway, she was calling to tell me that the midwives can no longer take care of her since she's now considered highrisk with twins-so she picked my doctor to go to.  That's good-he's an excellent physician.  She said she's a little wierded out about having a guy do her exams (and having Donald there with her when he does-but won't do it w/out Donald there).  I told her this guy's so good he'll ask you a question about the weather and before you've thought of an answer, he's done with his exam.  Very quick, to the point.  And such a sweet guy-I can't wait to see him Wednesday (not just because I'm freaking over every twinge, still, but his nurse already told me he was thrilled we got pregnant after my first regular cycle).

I am sooooo tired.  It was hard staying awake in orientation this afternoon.  I have acne all over the dang place.  My feet/ankles are already starting to swell up.  My abdomen and back are cramping up pretty good.  And as long as baby is healthy, then I'll take all this uncomfort and more.  Thank goodness I'm telling the bank Thursday-I wore a pair of my regular dress slacks today and had to unzip them and pull my shirt over them.