Boys are Immature!!

The amino went well yesterday.  Nothing like having friends poke a needle into your abdomen laughing and joking all the way!  But I probably would have not tolerated it any other way.  And I have to tell you most people told me it hurt, but I would take that any day over spinal anesthesia.  I hung out in my hospital room for a few hours after the procedure pretending I was single with no responsibilities, then reality hit.  The family walked in and so did the results of the test.  Tyler's lungs are immature.  Imagine that, the word boy and immature in the same sentence.  That is probably how I got myself in this situation, being around an immature boy!!  So the Etue's are home again, awaiting the next phase of our lives.  Contemplating rearranging furniture today to give the girls more upstairs playspace, but that could just be the prego person dreaming. So cyberworld, no news is good news on the baby subject, we are waiting around for lungs to mature or mommy's uterus to bust, which ever may come first.