24 weeks viability

I did a happy dance when yesterday when I reached 24 weeks - viability. One big, huge sigh later and I feel an tinsy bit better. I know I have so many more milestones to reach with those boys and I have a long way to go but it feels like in a few short weeks (13 at the most) they will be here. I am both scared and excited.

Lots of change going on around these parts. Last week we got tangled up in a mess of a situation. We were taken extreme advantage of. DH and I bought stock in Izzie's preschool/daycare center. As part of that purchase when we started going you got a certain amount of daycare for free (it was like a prepayment) and then while the child was in daycare after your pre-payment period you received a discount. Only 15 parents were supposed to be shareholders, turns out that more like 52 parents were shareholders and the owner essentially took the money and ran. To make matters a bit worse we pre-paid for the twins daycare for next year. We made the owner sign a promissory note being as I have lost so many pregnancies and I did this back in June when I was barely 12 weeks. The only reason I even gave the money was she was supposed to be opening a woman's shelter and this was the last of the money she needed to do so. Their are about 300 to 400 children that were affected by this whole situation and we were able to see the writing on the wall and get Izzie into a better pre-school before the whole thing came crashing down but we still have lost out on the thousands of dollars that we paid for the twins. It makes me sick but I know their is nothing I can do.
Something will work out I am hoping. I have lots of balls in the air currently. I am trying to figure out what the heck I am going to do now once the twins arrive. Tax season will begin February first and that would be approximately the time that the twins would be going to daycare. It's all up in the air as is what the heck I am going to do with the rest of my life. Some changes have been going on lately with my office that I hope will have a decent outcome but I am so confused and it's all just a big mess right now.
The Jewish New Year is next week and I am hoping that with the New Year it will bring some new answers for our family. I have been thinking lately about all the new year's over the last sixish years. If all goes relatively well this should be the last New Year where I am praying to bring new members of our immediate family home. I so vividly remember five years ago sitting in synagogue dying of heat from all the fertility meds I was on praying that I would have some sort of resolution soon. My face was beat red, sweat was dripping down my dress, tears running down my face as the rabbi his speech. It's amazing and crazy all at the same time. I know that their will be many woman in the same place this year as I was five-six years ago and I so wish that I could say something to them, to know who they are so I could say something. I know not much helps when you are in that situation but I wish their was something I could do. I pray that this is the last New Year that I have to feel this way.

Because I am so good at being all over the place with every post, why not give you some more? Physically, I am feeling well. In just the last week or so my feet have started to swell a decent amount no matter the shoes I have on. I have gone back to sandals as they give me the most breathing room. I know that flip flops are horrible for your feet but I fear that come December or earlier they may be my only choice. Sleep is...difficult. No complaining here as I am so grateful to be in this spot but between my diabetes and this pregnancy I am praying that my kidneys make it. The bathroom count each night is at an ALL TIME HIGH!!! Almost every hour I am in there. It is insane. the dog even gives me the eyeball to tell me to go back to bed! All in all I am doing well. My emotions are a little rough around the edges but I am still keeping my head above water.