I Guess It IS True What "They" Say...

...that you get bigger, faster with subsequent pregnancies.

14 weeks 5 days with Sprout (November 2006)


18 weeks 4 days with Maggie (January 2005)


I feel like such a heifer!

Where's The White Stuff?

Happy Turkey Day!!!!

To all my fellow Americans, Happy Thanksgiving!

This year, I am thankful for:

• A husband who loves and cares for me


• A daughter who is spunky, intelligent beyond her years, comedic, and caring


• A roof over our head, heat coming from our radiators, and food on our table, even though money is tight and will get tighter still


• My sistas out in the blogosphere who, when I remain quiet for too long, check up on me to make sure I'm alright


• My Saddle Girls, my closest friends of all


• My newest group of friends, my Tastefully Simple GOal Getters team! Who are showing me that there's a whole different side of me I never knew existed!


• My in-laws, who sometimes show they care more than my own family does


• My family, who though unreliable, really do love me deep down inside


• My faithful companion, Becky. No matter how bad my day is, no matter how bad my mood is, no matter how much I smell, she's always there to warm my feet


• And Sprout. The blessing inside that I wasn't sure if I could have again...and while I'm excited and terrified at the same time of what his/her impending arrival means for us, I know this is truly meant to be

Thank you, all, for all of your love and support! It means the world to me!

Another Day...

The countdown is officially on. 23 more work days until I leave the working world and become a SAHM (stay-at-home-mom). Well, kind of a WAHM (work-at-home-mom) since I am a consultant for Tastefully Simple. But mostly, I'll be staying home. January 5th is my last day of work...

...Not sure if I'm ready for it though. I've always had a job going back to when I was 10 years old when I became an independent contractor for the local newspaper (in layman's terms, I was a paper girl). So I've always had a steady paycheck, too. Sure, I'll have TS, but it won't be the same. On the other hand, I hate my job. Don't mind leaving it. Wish I was gone already. But then I have days like today (applesauce splattered all over the kitchen, nap refusals, 2 head butts to my nose, and just general aggravation) and I wonder if I'm even cut out to stay home. Can I do this? Will I have the patience and the stamina? Or will I go out of my mind? Stay tuned to find out...

Sprout is apparently thriving. I honestly haven't had any time to focus on this pregnancy, I'm afraid. It's like it's not even happening to me. I'm sure it will be different when I can feel movement (though I swear I felt a kick late last week at only 13 weeks of pregnancy). But right now, I'm just too busy to dwell on it. Margaret (and her constant mischief) consume all of my "free" time. That and the fact that she now refuses to go to bed at a reasonable hour.

I'm a little worn out, I'm afraid. Tired. Physically and mentally exhausted. Can I please just have 5 minutes to myself? Or will I have to wait until I'm old and my kids don't want to be around me anymore?