Emily likes to remind me that I haven't posted on my blog in three weeks, so let's just get a couple things out of the way.
1. It was summer and I warned you I would be NOT posting while I was enjoying it. Enjoy it I did. With a lot of Netflix, plus naps.
2. I turned 26. Closer to 30 than 20, which is fine with me because,
3. I started wearing maternity pants a week ago. Yes, that means what you think it means, and if I broke it down even further it would go something like "four months along, been 'showing' for a month but didn't 'tell' until last week, ready to be done with night sickness, tired of midnight bathroom trips, generally irritable....and already in nesting mode."
So. We're doing this again. Hooray!
Now I have a real reason to hibernate until next spring.
P.S. Isn't it weird how like 40 people have announced pregnancy in the last month? Sheesh! I can't even keep track!
P.P.S. I need you all to help me convince Slice to NOT find out the sex of this baby. Start pestering him now.