the christian left

Two years ago today, I was in labor with the boy.  Then he decided he wanted to tear his way into the world, so he did.  It’s gone  by pretty fast, but it’s been good to have a boy around.  We’re  making a special trip to the train store, and I’ll include some party pics later (by party I mean we’re having pizza and cake with our family tonight) if anything sweet happens.

In the new baby news, I haven’t gained  any weight yet at nearly 13 weeks, so I consider that a triumph.  Sickness has mostly left me, but I have a flare up now and again.  The baby’s heartbeat sounds really good, and it’s in the right spot.  I don’t really have a belly yet, but I’ll probably start doing some belly pics at some point to mark the progress.  I’m fearful that when the belly does kick in, it’ll be like a torpedo hanging out of my midsection all at once.  I guess I’ll wrap a few towels around  it and head out since I’m planning on ridding myself of most of my maternity wear.  Especially since it’s all wintery stuff.  I’ll try to concoct some shirts out of cold packs so I can keep my cool.  At least I will have  to find some tank tops and shorts.   That house really fat bellies.