Three Little Letters

I don't consider myself to be a fearful person. (Unless cooling towers are involved) I've come a long way from the girl who was painfully shy in public and afraid of MANY things in life. However, after a rather frightening dream last night, I have to add something to the short list of things that strike fear into the core of my heart. And it's letters are E.P.T. As in Early Pregnancy Test.

Now, before any of you have a stroke, let me ASSURE you that I am in fact NOT PREGNANT. Nor do I ever wish to be again. However, I had this dream last night that I took 3 pregnancy tests and there they all were staring me back in the face saying "You're going to be a mommy again!" Pardon me, I just blacked out there for a moment.

I love my 2 girls, despite the amounts of vomit I've dealt with this week. But I HATED being pregnant. Especially when I was pregnant with Little A. It was misery covered in awful served with a side of putrid. I had horrible morning/noon/night sickness, way past the 1st trimester mark and there were a whole host of new problems during my pregnancy with Little A that landed me at the hospital a couple of times. No fun.

I had always dreamt of being this adorabe little pregnant girl with the tiny figure and the baby bump who coasted through the 9+ months with nary a care in the world aside from picking out nursery colors and furniture. Suffice it to say, the dream was never close to the reality.

I envy women out there who have these glorious pregnancies over and over again. I really would like to have a bigger family, but I'm not willing to use my body as the vehicle to make that happen...again.

So, what about you? Did you (or your significant other) have great or awful pregnancies? Are you finished having kids? Are you afraid of the pee-pee stick too?