So listen! I have news...
Supergirl was born last year just before Halloween. At Christmas, I got it "in my head" that she needed a partner in crime right away. I remember sitting at midnight mass Christmas Eve and praying for fertility luck. Shortly after new years I took a pregnancy test and it came out negative, so I forgot about the whole thing.
Then a bunch of stuff changed with work and I ended up changing jobs. I was working a lot, and not paying attention to anything besides survival. Months passed and I never got my period again from when I had the baby, but I felt totally normal and my mom promised me she didn't get hers for a long time either.
So last month I got really pissed off because I was consistently doing my "10 minute Pilates Abs", and there continued to be a weird bump in my lower stomach. I was at work one night, and this customer said "Oh, when are you due?" And I almost fell over, because I didn't even consider that I might be pregnant. So I took a test.
This one is due mid-September. I was just about 6 months along when I found out. I have a great nurse-midwife this time around, and this baby is going to be born at home. (Last time I ended up having it in the hospital because everyone insisted I was crazy for wanting a home birth. Now that I know what I know, there's no way in hell I am going back to the hospital unless one of us is dying.)
I had a sonogram and everything looks normal...not going to find out the sex again until the big day.
Things are crazy but I hope to be around whenever I can!