The day I thought would never come...

My sister-in-law Becky told me that this day would come; the day that I embraced my "crafty" side. Now you may be thinking...typing on a blog isn't so crafty but for me this is as good as it gets. For years I have refused to become part of the "blog" community but one fateful, sleepless night I thought why not?! I even thought of things to write; I was excited to tell Eric all about my new endeavors; his excitement was sub par. I thought that I had a hilarious first post to blow away the blog community and much to my she-grin he didn't share my comedic vision.

I have to apologize to Kate because I know that she is morally against blogs...sorry donk but the mommy gene has taken over my body; that and a good thirty pounds! Now for those who aren't aware I am 8 months pregnant and that is the reason for the thirty pounds just in case any of you where thinking...wow she's really let herself go! The second baby's arrival is rapidly approaching and we couldn't be more excited. We are having another girl...we think. Our first ultrasound we were told that we were having a boy and a month later we were told it was a girl so our fingers are crossed that it's still a girl. If not our poor baby boy will be dressed in pink. Now my actual due date is June 13th but I am determined to make the babe come in May. I have a feeling that with my luck I will be making a post early July still pregnant!!! We have decided to name our baby Zya Kate. (Like Mya but with a Z) Many of you reading this are probably thinking that the name is so weird but let me put your mind to rest by saying that it is very popular in Mongolia; it's like Jennifer over there!

I wish that I could say that Halli is really excited about Zya but if it's not Elmo or the Chipmunks she isn't interested. The only thing that I worry about is the fact that almost 22 month old Halli is still nursing (it's okay, you can let out a shocked gasp). I try to tell her that when the baby comes she'll have to share her "nummies" and she quickly tell me that it's her "nummies". I have a feeling that it is going to be a disaster so wish me luck. The weening process has taken a little longer than anticipated, well to be perfectly honest I have tried about as hard to ween as I tried to graduate from Missouri Valley College...

I have a feeling that as the weeks fly by and the bigger my belly and arms (I was told when I was pregnant with Halli that I "gain weight all over", "look at your arms, they're huge" or my personal favorite "you used to be so thin"...thanks crazy Mary you really helped put my 27 years of self esteem issues to rest) get the better the posts will be.