Okay, so the one in black and white was before Halloween, and is one of my many reasons why blogging is now even lower on my priority list. Survival has been highest lately, while still desperately trying to be a patient mom and a decent wife. Some may tell you I have been failing, but every day is a chance to begin again, in the hopes that I won't lose a barely nibbled meal, and that my sense of smell will one day diminish. The fact that I can sit down and write this is a good sign that within 6 months I may feel like myself again, if not a car-pooling zombie. We are excited to have a sweet baby in our home again, and we are praying that everything goes well during this pregnancy, since we have had plenty of adventures during the majority of the other gestations.
While the kids think that six months is so long, it's good that we have time to prepare for all that a baby means! We hope to find out whether we are having a boy or girl right before Christmas, so we can start planning whose room will be rearranged, etc.
