Try and stay cool everyone!
Monday, June 3, 2013
Summer in Texas
Remember when I said people liked to remind me how HOT I'll be 9 months pregnant... in Texas.. in July. My dog, Miss Rio, has given me a pretty good solution to beating the Texas heat. This is probably what I'm going to feel like doing soon...
Try and stay cool everyone!
Try and stay cool everyone!
Friday, May 31, 2013
Random Update and Nursery Pics
Hey-yo! It's been a while and I've been a total slacker. Bur really, I haven't had much going on. I'm still pregnant and feel like I'm getting bigger by the minute and most days I feel great! A 10 on a scale of 1-10. But on days I don't, I feel like 2. There really isn't an in between.
I'm drinking water like it's my job so that's helping keep swelling at bay but holy hell it's starting to get hot here. Not to mention everyone wants to remind me how hot I'll be 9 months pregnant... in July... in Texas. Thanks for the PSA people. I've had a lot of people tell me well intended comments that don't come off that.. great. Such as...
I'm drinking water like it's my job so that's helping keep swelling at bay but holy hell it's starting to get hot here. Not to mention everyone wants to remind me how hot I'll be 9 months pregnant... in July... in Texas. Thanks for the PSA people. I've had a lot of people tell me well intended comments that don't come off that.. great. Such as...
- Wow Jenn, from the back you don't even look pregnant, I mean, your butt hasn't gotten any bigger. - Umm BIGGER??!?!
- Wow Jenn, you haven't even swelled up... yet
- The boss man said Jenn, you haven't gained near as much weight as I thought you would - What? did you think this would be a time for me to be a fatty free for all? Remember how paranoid I was at gaining too much weight?
- This is a good one from the Hubs we were laying down and he rubbed my belly and sweetly said it still doesn't even feel that big. When I got up he said "whoa! I mean it's OUT there just when you're laying down it doesn't seem THAT big"
- His friends have also called to ask if I was HUGE yet. I swear I could start my own sensitivity training class.
But all in all I guess I'm doing pretty good. Nothing whacky has happened so far and all my tests have come back ok.
Showers are starting up, we have 2 this month. One given by my girlfriends for close friends another given by the Aunts-to-Be for family.
We've been given a few things here and there already. Kb was bringing some clothes into the nursery and he said "If feels so weird carrying these little bitty clothes down the hall" I said wait til you're carrying your baby boy in those little bitty clothes down the hall.
I'm in this weird time where I'm so ready to NOT BE PREGNANT but at the same time I'm not quite ready for him to be here. Are you ever really ready though?
Last weekend Mom and I worked on the nursery while Kb was in a fishing tournament. He was very impressed with the work we did. I think it turned out pretty cute too. Here's a sneak peak..
Showers are starting up, we have 2 this month. One given by my girlfriends for close friends another given by the Aunts-to-Be for family.
We've been given a few things here and there already. Kb was bringing some clothes into the nursery and he said "If feels so weird carrying these little bitty clothes down the hall" I said wait til you're carrying your baby boy in those little bitty clothes down the hall.
I'm in this weird time where I'm so ready to NOT BE PREGNANT but at the same time I'm not quite ready for him to be here. Are you ever really ready though?
Last weekend Mom and I worked on the nursery while Kb was in a fishing tournament. He was very impressed with the work we did. I think it turned out pretty cute too. Here's a sneak peak..
Yep, Baby Boen's name is Colt. More on the rest of his name later.
We've been throwing it around and have decided this is it. I've been yelling it around the house to see how it bounces off the walls when he's in trouble and Kb's been trying it out on the PA system. "COLT BOEN on the tackle!!" or "COLT BOEN at Center Field!!" Sounds good right?
Monday, May 13, 2013
Mother's Day 2013
Everyone is doing a mother's day recap post. Guess I'll hop on that train..
The Saturday before Mother's Day Kb and I host a Mother's Day dinner party. (We also host one for Father's day) We invite my parents, his parents, my brother and his family, his sister, his best friend and his family. Barnes lives out of town but his parents are here and Kb and Barnes grew up together so it's fitting that we involve them too. This year we decided to do a shrimp and crab leg boil in the afternoon and it was wonderful!
I even made Sangria for our mommas. Hear me, Sangria is my go-to summer drink so the sacrifice I made by making this without partaking should be gift enough.
The weather was beautiful. After filling our guts on shrimp, crab legs and all the trimmings we sat outside and had homemade ice cream and devils food chocolate cake. Calories on Mother's Day are like the ones on your birthday... They don't count.
My mom and mom-in-law both gave me sweet cards for my 1st Mother's Day. I thought Aww, I'm going to put these in baby boy's baby book. Then Kb came through with his card.
Classic, I love it ,but I'm not looking forward to the day when I have to explain what knocked up means.
Happy Mother's Day Everyone!
The Saturday before Mother's Day Kb and I host a Mother's Day dinner party. (We also host one for Father's day) We invite my parents, his parents, my brother and his family, his sister, his best friend and his family. Barnes lives out of town but his parents are here and Kb and Barnes grew up together so it's fitting that we involve them too. This year we decided to do a shrimp and crab leg boil in the afternoon and it was wonderful!
I even made Sangria for our mommas. Hear me, Sangria is my go-to summer drink so the sacrifice I made by making this without partaking should be gift enough.
The weather was beautiful. After filling our guts on shrimp, crab legs and all the trimmings we sat outside and had homemade ice cream and devils food chocolate cake. Calories on Mother's Day are like the ones on your birthday... They don't count.
My mom and mom-in-law both gave me sweet cards for my 1st Mother's Day. I thought Aww, I'm going to put these in baby boy's baby book. Then Kb came through with his card.
Classic, I love it ,but I'm not looking forward to the day when I have to explain what knocked up means.
Happy Mother's Day Everyone!
Tuesday, May 7, 2013
You're having a baby shower?? in a bar???
Yes, this is what happens when a man throws a baby shower. Our friend D asked us a couple of months ago if he could throw us a diaper party. Of course! Just let us know what you need from us. Fast forward a month and a half and mom's asking about the shower and if it was still going on. I guess so, we haven't heard anything. He hasn't even asked who we wanted to invite or get addresses from us. We talk to Barnes (Kb's bestie) last weekend at LJT and he mentioned coming in town for it. Kb said I don't even know if it's still on. He said, oh yeah, it's on. It's all over Facebook (which we don't have) it's at 3 at your dad's bar. To which Kb's dad replied "the bar doesn't open til 4" Ohhhh--kayy then.
As Kb starts talking to some of his friends, none of them are D by the way, he finds out D has recruited them to help him and they're asking Kb about finalizing everything. What time, how many and all that. We still don't have a clue what's going on or when we're supposed to be there.
So if you're keeping score here goes..
We get to the party on Saturday and there's brisket and the fixin's. Most fixin's provided by guests and then people start to arrive. Actually the guys from the couples that we know show up with diapers in hand. I asked where their wives were and they said "Uh, we thought it was guys only..." Fabulous.
It turned out ok and was a fun night, just kind of a wreck getting it together. Some of my girlfriends were there and that was nice. We got mostly diapers and a couple of other gifts. Most of the diapers were just added to the pile with no cards to know who they came from so I'm not sure who to send thank yous to. Kb sent out a few texts to some of our friends that he knew were there and expressed our appreciation. Hopefully that will do, I'm not real sure the etiquette on a party like this. Here's a pic of us at the party and a picture of our haul at the house afterwards.
Kid-less Kb and Jenn look at this and think WOW that's a LOT of diapers, they'll last FOREVER! Our friends that know better tell us it's a good start. Yikes!
Also, if you take a close look you'll see Baby Boy got his first gun at the party. Now I just have to keep Dad from playing with it and put a tag on it that says DO NOT OPEN TIL 2018!!
As Kb starts talking to some of his friends, none of them are D by the way, he finds out D has recruited them to help him and they're asking Kb about finalizing everything. What time, how many and all that. We still don't have a clue what's going on or when we're supposed to be there.
So if you're keeping score here goes..
- The party is scheduled to be at a bar... before it opens
- I don't know who all of OUR friends and family he invited
- Guests have been recruited to bring stuff for the party
- Did I mention it's at a bar, where I can't drink, but my hubs will probably get snockered since he has a designated driver?
We get to the party on Saturday and there's brisket and the fixin's. Most fixin's provided by guests and then people start to arrive. Actually the guys from the couples that we know show up with diapers in hand. I asked where their wives were and they said "Uh, we thought it was guys only..." Fabulous.
It turned out ok and was a fun night, just kind of a wreck getting it together. Some of my girlfriends were there and that was nice. We got mostly diapers and a couple of other gifts. Most of the diapers were just added to the pile with no cards to know who they came from so I'm not sure who to send thank yous to. Kb sent out a few texts to some of our friends that he knew were there and expressed our appreciation. Hopefully that will do, I'm not real sure the etiquette on a party like this. Here's a pic of us at the party and a picture of our haul at the house afterwards.
Kid-less Kb and Jenn look at this and think WOW that's a LOT of diapers, they'll last FOREVER! Our friends that know better tell us it's a good start. Yikes!
Also, if you take a close look you'll see Baby Boy got his first gun at the party. Now I just have to keep Dad from playing with it and put a tag on it that says DO NOT OPEN TIL 2018!!
Monday, April 29, 2013
Is there a medal for that?
I really should get a medal after this weekend. Or at least some kind of recognition. This weekend consisted of me, 6 months pregnant, camping, attending an outdoor all day music venue with 40,000 wasted idiots. They may not ALL have been wasted idiots but there was plenty of beer around, just none for me. If you know me, you know I love to sit outside, with a cold beer, listening to live music. No beer and a fuse that gets shorter by the day meant I thought this was going to be pretty rough.
Last week was the Larry Joe Taylor Fest (LJT) in Stephenville. This is our 4th trip to LJT and 2nd in a row. We took off one year when we got married. It's a week long drunk fest with almost every Texas Country / Red Dirt music act you can think of.
Bands start at noon and it's one after the other until midnight. It's in the middle of a HUGE pasture and everyone brings campers, busses, tents and some just bring a sleeping bag in the bed of their truck. At least that's what the young kids do. My idea of "camping" still has to have an A/C and a flushing toilet.
We usually try to get there on Thursday sometime and then stay until Sunday. Kb took the bus (motorhome) and set up on Thursday and since I'm really trying to save my PTO for when Baby 'B' gets here (actually, I knew I could only handle the drunks in limited doses so I was putting it off) I opted to stay and work on Friday and head there Friday afterwork with a few of the girls that also had to work. Somebody's got to work around here.
Good Lord you should have seen the people. The average age is probably 18-25. Clothes are clearly an option and they must have confiscated sunscreen at the gate. Anything can be made a cooler or wagon to haul food and booze and the kids are really getting creative with ways to comsume alcohol. We used to just have keg stands and beer bongs. At the most we may have made jello shots. Now they're walking around with soaked gummy bears, multi funneled beer bongs wtih a trough at the top, squirt guns, bags of wine and whatever homemade hooch they can find on Pinterest.
We parked under an oak tree with all the other old folks and watched the lazy river of drunks stumbling back and forth from the pit to their respective camp sites. Entertainment for hours I'm telling you. I looked around and thought Whew! I sure am glad I don't have to worry about a daughter stumbling around here all slutted up wearing next to nothing, drunk off her underage ass with boys drooling over all her goods on display. Then I thought OMG I have to worry about having one of the wasted idiot boys walking around here in little more than his jock strap with a beer bong and soaked gummy bears trying to get girls drunk so they'll get a peep show. I don't know what's worse!?!?
For the most part I think I handled it pretty well. Saturday there was a chili and bean cook-off, which I entered so that kept me pretty busy.
Out of 64 entries, I didn't win or even place, which tells you people don't know good chili when they taste it. Our crew didn't have a problem with it.
They had a live auction, a silent auction and passed the hat to raise money for West. They raised over $50,000 in an afternoon. It was awesome to see the support.
Saturday afternoon it was back out to the oak tree chasing the shade and listened to the best type of music around. I'm so proud of Kb, he was a perfect gentleman. He made sure I was comfortable, always had water and stayed by my side the whole time. I'm so proud of him.
He even tried to convince me we could bring Baby 'B' next year by pointing out those that had a little one under the shade. Umm, that's a big fat NEGATIVE Ghost Rider, not a chance.
Last week was the Larry Joe Taylor Fest (LJT) in Stephenville. This is our 4th trip to LJT and 2nd in a row. We took off one year when we got married. It's a week long drunk fest with almost every Texas Country / Red Dirt music act you can think of.
Bands start at noon and it's one after the other until midnight. It's in the middle of a HUGE pasture and everyone brings campers, busses, tents and some just bring a sleeping bag in the bed of their truck. At least that's what the young kids do. My idea of "camping" still has to have an A/C and a flushing toilet.
We usually try to get there on Thursday sometime and then stay until Sunday. Kb took the bus (motorhome) and set up on Thursday and since I'm really trying to save my PTO for when Baby 'B' gets here (actually, I knew I could only handle the drunks in limited doses so I was putting it off) I opted to stay and work on Friday and head there Friday afterwork with a few of the girls that also had to work. Somebody's got to work around here.
Good Lord you should have seen the people. The average age is probably 18-25. Clothes are clearly an option and they must have confiscated sunscreen at the gate. Anything can be made a cooler or wagon to haul food and booze and the kids are really getting creative with ways to comsume alcohol. We used to just have keg stands and beer bongs. At the most we may have made jello shots. Now they're walking around with soaked gummy bears, multi funneled beer bongs wtih a trough at the top, squirt guns, bags of wine and whatever homemade hooch they can find on Pinterest.
We parked under an oak tree with all the other old folks and watched the lazy river of drunks stumbling back and forth from the pit to their respective camp sites. Entertainment for hours I'm telling you. I looked around and thought Whew! I sure am glad I don't have to worry about a daughter stumbling around here all slutted up wearing next to nothing, drunk off her underage ass with boys drooling over all her goods on display. Then I thought OMG I have to worry about having one of the wasted idiot boys walking around here in little more than his jock strap with a beer bong and soaked gummy bears trying to get girls drunk so they'll get a peep show. I don't know what's worse!?!?
For the most part I think I handled it pretty well. Saturday there was a chili and bean cook-off, which I entered so that kept me pretty busy.
Out of 64 entries, I didn't win or even place, which tells you people don't know good chili when they taste it. Our crew didn't have a problem with it.
They had a live auction, a silent auction and passed the hat to raise money for West. They raised over $50,000 in an afternoon. It was awesome to see the support.
Saturday afternoon it was back out to the oak tree chasing the shade and listened to the best type of music around. I'm so proud of Kb, he was a perfect gentleman. He made sure I was comfortable, always had water and stayed by my side the whole time. I'm so proud of him.
He even tried to convince me we could bring Baby 'B' next year by pointing out those that had a little one under the shade. Umm, that's a big fat NEGATIVE Ghost Rider, not a chance.
Monday, April 22, 2013
Baby Showers? O My!
Friends and family are starting to schedule showers. This scares the shit out of me for 2 reasons..
1 - Holy CRAP! I'm close enough to the end of this thing to have a shower, like with gifts and stuff for a baby that will be here in a few months. Wait... someone's going to trust me with a BABY in a few months!?!?!?
2 - I get anxiety when I even think about registering. What if I register for things I don't need? What if I don't register for things that I do need. Can't showers just be a time when people bring you things you can't live without. I feel like there's so much stuff it's easy to get a ton of stuff you won't use. But what if there's something out there that would be a life saver if I had it. There are so many different brands and types of baby things. HOW DO YOU KNOW WHAT'S WHAT?
Kb and I made our first attempt at registering at Tar-jay. We ended up in an aisle with another clueless couple. I could tell the guy was frustrated and the girl looked like she was going to cry. I didn't want that to be us. We picked out a few things then our gun quit working. We took that as a cue to quit for the day and go get something to eat. Story of my pregnant life, when in doubt...eat. I figure I can do some cleanup and register for a lot of stuff online.
On a lighter note, we had a good weekend. Kb, me and Baby B went to our first Texas Ranger game of the season. Which they won BTDubs...
Toward the end of the game it got pretty exciting so I was jumping up and down and Baby 'B' started moving around. He's got to be a sport fan to put up with us.
And I'm pretty sure we caught the Lake Waco Record Black Crappie (Pronounced croppy for those out of the know) I'll have to be sure and tell him about it when he's older.
1 - Holy CRAP! I'm close enough to the end of this thing to have a shower, like with gifts and stuff for a baby that will be here in a few months. Wait... someone's going to trust me with a BABY in a few months!?!?!?
2 - I get anxiety when I even think about registering. What if I register for things I don't need? What if I don't register for things that I do need. Can't showers just be a time when people bring you things you can't live without. I feel like there's so much stuff it's easy to get a ton of stuff you won't use. But what if there's something out there that would be a life saver if I had it. There are so many different brands and types of baby things. HOW DO YOU KNOW WHAT'S WHAT?
Kb and I made our first attempt at registering at Tar-jay. We ended up in an aisle with another clueless couple. I could tell the guy was frustrated and the girl looked like she was going to cry. I didn't want that to be us. We picked out a few things then our gun quit working. We took that as a cue to quit for the day and go get something to eat. Story of my pregnant life, when in doubt...eat. I figure I can do some cleanup and register for a lot of stuff online.
On a lighter note, we had a good weekend. Kb, me and Baby B went to our first Texas Ranger game of the season. Which they won BTDubs...
Toward the end of the game it got pretty exciting so I was jumping up and down and Baby 'B' started moving around. He's got to be a sport fan to put up with us.
And I'm pretty sure we caught the Lake Waco Record Black Crappie (Pronounced croppy for those out of the know) I'll have to be sure and tell him about it when he's older.
Friday, April 19, 2013
Confession Time
Confession #1: I've been a bad blogger. I thought with this pregnancy I'd have so much to say but in the words of my OB I'm fortunately "having a 'boring' pregnancy". I haven't been sick, I haven't had any crazy cravings, I don't have any weird pains to speak of, hair isn't popping up in strange places, the ultrasound showed a healthy baby boy who is right on track.
Confession #2: I'm OBSESSED with other pregnant women. When I was in Babies R Us the other day I was fascinated with all the pregnant women in there in all their various stages. I started comparing myself to them. Do I look like that? Will I look like THAT? I can't get enough of pregnant bloggers and pregnant celebrities. It's crazy that no matter where you are in life or what you do if you're going to have a baby, you have to be pregnant, unless you adopt or surrogate of course, but someone has to be pregnant for 9 months. actually it's 10 but who's counting. I find myself wondering about their cravings and what their pregnancy is like.
Confession #3: I'm scared to death to be a parent and I'm afraid I have no idea what I'm doing. When I'm looking around obsessing about other pregnant women I find myself looking at moms of LOs. Some of them I think, wow, if they can do it I can too. I mean, women, a lot younger than me with a lot less education and life experience have had their children and they've been fine. So I can do it too right? My friends have repeatedly told me, Jenn don't worry so much. It's actually pretty crazy how your instinct kicks in. I promise you'll be fine. I told a friend about my anxiety about being around a newborn and how I haven't had that much practice with one. She said something that really hit home "My son's going to be 13 this year, I don't have any practice with a teenager. I'm STILL learning as I go" I think I'm just putting too much pressure on myself to be "perfect" when I really need to just remember to do the best I can and trust my instincts. Things are going to go wrong and there are going to be times where I don't know what to do but I just have to learn from everything.
Confession #4: I've been really slacking on my workouts. It's not that I go home and park my ass on the couch, we're just really busy. Right now it's so pretty outside we've been going fishing almost every night. I love that time with my husband and know this time next year we'll have a little one and maybe we can't go and do like we do now so I'm savoring every moment. For our anniversary this week, we made sandwiches and had a sunset picnic on the boat. It was peaceful and lovely.
Confession #5: I'm up 5lbs in the past month. I'm pretty sure I put on 5 pounds last week when we were in Galveston for a work conference. We entertained clients everynight. Momma ate really well. My favorite was Gaido's one night which was AMAZING. (Thanks for the suggestions Crissy!) I told my Dr this when he told me to "pull it back" a little. He said he appreciated my honesty since most women just tell him "Shut up doc, Momma hon-gray" Also confession #4 doesn't help.
Confession #6: I'm putting off the nursery. I guess I think no nursery, no baby. Like he's just going to wait for his room to be finished before he makes his appearance. For some reason I'm having a hard time getting it together. I've picked out the bedding which is super cute I think, but that's as far as I've gone. Friends and family are putting showers together so I guess we need to get registered somewhere. I don't have a clue what all I need. While I've finally embraced my pregancy now I'm having trouble accepting it and getting my shit togehter. It'll happen I guess.
Confession #7: I can't stop reading about pregnancy. I'm one of those people that like to be informed. I want to know if whatever I'm experiencing is normal. I'm NOT one of those people who won't go outside because the sun causes skin cancer. I'm not a hypochondriac I just like to be "in the know". I've talked to my Dr about being honest with me. I'm a tough broad and I know I can handle the truth. If somehing's going to suck, let me know it's going to suck and what we can do to make it suck less. Now that I'm over the 1/2-way point I'm reading about labor and deliveries. I'll admit I'm afraid of the unknown but most of what I've read is people saying it's not as bad as they thought. Sure there are those horror stories out there and I understand that ANYTHING can happen so I'm just taking everything in and hoping for the best. One of my favorite things I've read is when a couple were recounting their son's birth story and the wife said "I can't believe we remember the same day so differently. I don't remember it being that bad but he says he doesn't know if he can go through it again" I think it's funny how God gives moms mom-nesia about the pain and suffering of childbirth but not dads. Eve may be getting "punished" for eating that apple but joke's on you Adam. HA! Anywhoo..
Well, that's it for now. No name yet, we've got a solid maybe but we're still test driving it to see if it sticks.
Confession #2: I'm OBSESSED with other pregnant women. When I was in Babies R Us the other day I was fascinated with all the pregnant women in there in all their various stages. I started comparing myself to them. Do I look like that? Will I look like THAT? I can't get enough of pregnant bloggers and pregnant celebrities. It's crazy that no matter where you are in life or what you do if you're going to have a baby, you have to be pregnant, unless you adopt or surrogate of course, but someone has to be pregnant for 9 months. actually it's 10 but who's counting. I find myself wondering about their cravings and what their pregnancy is like.
Confession #3: I'm scared to death to be a parent and I'm afraid I have no idea what I'm doing. When I'm looking around obsessing about other pregnant women I find myself looking at moms of LOs. Some of them I think, wow, if they can do it I can too. I mean, women, a lot younger than me with a lot less education and life experience have had their children and they've been fine. So I can do it too right? My friends have repeatedly told me, Jenn don't worry so much. It's actually pretty crazy how your instinct kicks in. I promise you'll be fine. I told a friend about my anxiety about being around a newborn and how I haven't had that much practice with one. She said something that really hit home "My son's going to be 13 this year, I don't have any practice with a teenager. I'm STILL learning as I go" I think I'm just putting too much pressure on myself to be "perfect" when I really need to just remember to do the best I can and trust my instincts. Things are going to go wrong and there are going to be times where I don't know what to do but I just have to learn from everything.
Confession #4: I've been really slacking on my workouts. It's not that I go home and park my ass on the couch, we're just really busy. Right now it's so pretty outside we've been going fishing almost every night. I love that time with my husband and know this time next year we'll have a little one and maybe we can't go and do like we do now so I'm savoring every moment. For our anniversary this week, we made sandwiches and had a sunset picnic on the boat. It was peaceful and lovely.
Confession #5: I'm up 5lbs in the past month. I'm pretty sure I put on 5 pounds last week when we were in Galveston for a work conference. We entertained clients everynight. Momma ate really well. My favorite was Gaido's one night which was AMAZING. (Thanks for the suggestions Crissy!) I told my Dr this when he told me to "pull it back" a little. He said he appreciated my honesty since most women just tell him "Shut up doc, Momma hon-gray" Also confession #4 doesn't help.
Confession #6: I'm putting off the nursery. I guess I think no nursery, no baby. Like he's just going to wait for his room to be finished before he makes his appearance. For some reason I'm having a hard time getting it together. I've picked out the bedding which is super cute I think, but that's as far as I've gone. Friends and family are putting showers together so I guess we need to get registered somewhere. I don't have a clue what all I need. While I've finally embraced my pregancy now I'm having trouble accepting it and getting my shit togehter. It'll happen I guess.
Confession #7: I can't stop reading about pregnancy. I'm one of those people that like to be informed. I want to know if whatever I'm experiencing is normal. I'm NOT one of those people who won't go outside because the sun causes skin cancer. I'm not a hypochondriac I just like to be "in the know". I've talked to my Dr about being honest with me. I'm a tough broad and I know I can handle the truth. If somehing's going to suck, let me know it's going to suck and what we can do to make it suck less. Now that I'm over the 1/2-way point I'm reading about labor and deliveries. I'll admit I'm afraid of the unknown but most of what I've read is people saying it's not as bad as they thought. Sure there are those horror stories out there and I understand that ANYTHING can happen so I'm just taking everything in and hoping for the best. One of my favorite things I've read is when a couple were recounting their son's birth story and the wife said "I can't believe we remember the same day so differently. I don't remember it being that bad but he says he doesn't know if he can go through it again" I think it's funny how God gives moms mom-nesia about the pain and suffering of childbirth but not dads. Eve may be getting "punished" for eating that apple but joke's on you Adam. HA! Anywhoo..
Well, that's it for now. No name yet, we've got a solid maybe but we're still test driving it to see if it sticks.
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