The decision to keep trying for number two right now, officially on hold. The decion was based on letting Lucky be the only child for at least a little while. We’re only taking a few months off…around three…maybe four.
Guess who’s butt is hitting the treadmill this afternoon? Ummm, that would be me. Guess who’s going back on ph.en.termine? Yup, me too. I’m down 36 pounds, and looking to loose a bit more.
Tonight, I promised myself to dye my hair. It looks beyond terrible, but it must happen. I also vowed to paint my toe nails this weekend.
Oooh, and the ultimate in being brave. A long time ago hubby and I made the decision to let our future child spend one night a week at my parents’ house. We are going to follow through. It will be hard, but sleep would be wonderful. Some cuddle time with hubby, which is important in keeping us connected, is also a good thing. Wish us luck. The big night is Thursday.
I’m doing my best to read all of your blogs, and keep up. Perhaps after another week, I’ll be better at managing my schedule. I’m reading, but not commenting too much. I type 75 words per minute, but only about 10 with one hand.
Oh, and I’m so excited that a baby shower is being planned for me by my mom and Southern Sister! It’s next month! Whooohooo! This is starting to feel real.
Ok, off to read all the comments you have left, and to read your blog.
