Update...

So it's been a year or so since I last posted. I have all kinds of creative energy lately, both literally and metaphorically...allow me to explain. Remember back when I said the Husband and I had caught baby fever...well, we decided to get creative and create some more little humans. I am a bit extreme in my thinking  and  I reasoned with my Love that if we were going to try for one, we might as well have another shortly after. You see, we like to have them in batches. Anyone who has had kids back to back knows that while it may provoke occasional psychosis, having two little rascals so close in age has many benefits. For one, they grow up with a little partner and playmate, along with other perks. I think the benefits outweigh the cost in anti-anxiety meds for sure. So we set in our minds and hearts that we would pop out a few more... 6 months of practice later, score. I was with child and glowing. But, to my heart's discontent, the little bean did not stay with me for long. I lost the babe within the first few weeks of being pregnant.

I had already gotten used to the idea of being barefoot and pregnant and of course my heart was broken. My type A go-getting attitude didn't keep me on the bench for long though, in fact, I got back in the game before the coach even cleared me to play. 3 weeks later, I was pregnant again; this time, with two little beans! 15 weeks of nervousness and praying later, we discovered we would be welcoming two sweet little girls to the 4ACE Crew. We are beyond excited and shocked that we are girl makers. I thought for sure I'd have another couple of knuckle head boys. I love my little monsters but it will be nice to even the teams with a set of girls, and my Princess-butt Mouse Face sure appreciates getting some sisters. 

Here is a shot of the two beauties from our last encounter with them...

Adeline is waving at the camera. She seems like the wild one. She was blowing kisses in some other pics.  Little Aisley is covering her face and crossing her legs...cute and modest. 

 Here is a collage of my rapidly growing belly. I have a feeling I'm going to need to strap it up with support bands if I keep progressing like this. The 1st 14 weeks were torture. The babies were rebelling against me and throwing out all their food in a projectile, violent food fight each night. I was nauseous all day and still had to teach my students. I was put on bed-rest for a few weeks and not allowed to run or even walk! Whew, so glad that's over. I'm on to week 15 and some change. 24 weeks and 5 days to go! What an interesting experience this has been...