Thursday night I got it into my head that I would not have another "One Night of Sex Month" and went to bed at 1am with a mission. Mission accomplished, and with verve.
Now...hmm..maybe I can get some three times in May. His scehdule is getting less frantic and Im learning that if I want it, Id better grab it (literally) when I get the chance.

Almost over my cold, should be much better by Wednesday. Have breastfeeding clinic on Monday and 32 week exam on Tuesday.

Thursday we also scored a Jenny Lind Diaper Changing Table in white for $20 at the local hospital charity thrift store. Its in almost pristine shape- I did a complete double take when I saw it. We've never seen baby furniture in there before (I buy the baby clothes there)- we were simply looking for dressers. What a find! Also picked up a great side table for the livingroom for $10.

Projects around the house slowly getting done.

Bought my first nursing bra today. I can't believe how large my breasts are now. Thank goodness I haven't begun to leak yet. With my daughter I was always leaking after 6 months. So far so good. Had a couple of times with signs of it, but nothing that would need pads or anything yet.

Weigh in is this Tuesday.

Today I was more active than normal. We moved our son to his new room (converted sitting room), moved my daughter into her room (her brother's old room) and went shopping at Home Depot and Walmart for supplies.

Tomorrow I have to finish their moves for good, empty and organize their new & old closets, hang their shelves, scrub their floors (again), and then clean my daughter's old room- which is now Logan's (soon-to-be) room. I finally get to start nesting! YAY! We are purchasing the baby's furniture (crib, diaper changing table, and rocking chair) on May 15th. We are also putting in wall to wall carpet, since the kids said they don't want carpet in their rooms, we can afford to buy it for the nursery and a new one for the living room.

I also start the project on my daughter's side table. Have to sand it down and repaint it. My husband has announced he is going to build a bookshelf for our son. I'm roud that I didn't guffaw- I only chuckled and snorted. I told him I'd be thrilled if he started building things. Handymen are hot.

Our Shih Tzu is a little freaked out with the new living arrangements. Shadow is constantly going up and down the stairs checking on the kids to make sure they are still here. He is checking our daughter's old room, sniffing around, then nervously paces back and forth from that one to her new one. Shadow has been acting really weird lately anyway. He now refuses to walk with anyone BUT hubby. I haven't tried to take him myself yet (too tired), but Im hoping he'll accept me as a walking companion, too.

Reached 31 weeks yesterday. Just 9 weeks to go.

Waiting for the cold medication to kick in again and letting the puppy out to play.
I've been doing this thing that I think some people will find weird, but I kinda like it, even if its silly.
I took Mary Had a Little Lamb and changed some words (inserting the baby' name and our puppy's name) and I sing it to the baby. I guess Im hoping that after ten weeks of it, the baby will recognize the tune when he is out of the womb. I can sing it to him when he is falling off to sleep after a feeding and when he is awake.
Ok, its dorky, but this is what I sing:

Logan had a little dog, little dog, little dog,
Logan had a little dog, its coat was black as coal.
And everywhere that Logan went, Logan went, Logan went,
Everywhere that Logan went, Shadow was sure to go.

And yada yada yada... ok, is that just too sickeningly sweet or what?

It was either that or Take Me Out To The Ball Game. Hmmm, I could do both...

I was much more uncomfortable today than yesterday. I'm starting to have lower backpain when I'm sitting. I know its from the pressure of the uterus on some nerves, but when it first happened I thought I had done something wrong. I am one of those people who like to sit straight up, I do not slouch. Can't really do that now. I feel like I have a swayback. Its annoying but I have to put up wtih it for now.

Hubby got a real treat yesterday when we were waking up and the baby started doing the rumba. I grabbed hubby's hand and placed it on my belly, almost certain the baby would stop like usual. Heck no... he played hubby's palm like a bongo. Hubby was very impressed. We do not recall our previous two children being this active. This baby has literally spent hours poking, prodding, kicking, shifting and being a whirling dervish. Then he will take a short nap and start up again. I believe he has once again shifted head down again, as the scrape-face-on-pelvic-bone feeling is back. I had about four wonderful days when he was head up and I didn't have that feeling. Its back and I just sit here and moan about it.

I miss being able to climb our stairs without wanting to pass out. I miss not having a congested nose 24/7. I miss walking for more than twenty minutes before being hit with fatigue. I miss feeling strong. I miss thrice weekly sex. I miss my wedding rings.

However, I do enjoy feeling the baby move. I LOVE my hair right now, it doesn't break as easily or fall out as much. I can't get over how great my nails look and how fast they grow back when they break. I enjoy being pampered by hubby. I like it when my teenage son asks me if there is anything he can do for me before he goes up to his room to hide/do homework/watch tv. I enjoy the fact that my daughter is so willing to help me around the house. I like that I am taking better care of myself. I like that Im having a pregnancy with normal weight gain.

I especially enjoy the fact that I do not have any new stretchmarks and due to the fact I've gained less weight than my last pregnancies, my old ones aren't even showing up red or pink. You have to be next to me to see them. I pointed it out to hubby today while I lay in the bath and he agreed. Of course, he probably thought he risked bodily harm if he had said I was wrong. Its true, however, that the stretchmarks are nothing like the last time. Frickin' awesome.

I also still have ankles (!!!) which is a huge deal for big women. My elbows are still defined (something I noticed last week, much to my surprise), as are my upper arms. It appears I'm putting all my weight in my breasts, abdomen/waist (duh),and upper thighs. And somehow, I have managed to keep some definition in my knees. I remember how excited I was when I lost the first fifteen pounds in 2003 and I saw my kneecaps for the first time in 9 years.

Being able to wear my 18/20 jeans at 31 weeks is a big deal for me. My ass is huge as it is and knowing it has stayed the same...well, it alleviates a lot of anxiety. I am doing a lot better than I expected. In fact, a lot better than my entire family thought. I bought those 22/24 slacks to wear to the end of the pregnancy and they are still roomy and very comfortable. They sag in the butt, hip, and thigh areas. Also still have plenty of room in the waist. I have a feeling I will not be moving up another dress size. Victory for me.

I am happy I no longer crave Taco Bell- in fact, I often get sick just thinking about eating it. My soda intake has been cut in half. I no longer eat that basket of chips at the Mexican restaurant we frequent, and I also leave the rice on the plate. I've become extremely aware of portions. Two slices of cheese pizza is too much for me now, I'm down to one and a half. I do not eat the entire box of cinnistix. I actually eat just a true serving of cereal, instead of the three cups to which I became accustomed. I count sugar by the tablespoon. I'm down to one...instead of three in my ice tea. I'm willing now to have small snacks throughout the day. I'm also happy that I have increased my fruit and veggie intake- I eat more of that now than I ever have. I'm developing an aversion to red meat, and it wouldn't bother me one wit if that continued. Loving fish more and chicken is a meat I can also handle each day.

Yes, I've gained weight back that I lost due to this pregnancy. I've also gained the knowledge that I *can* control myself and my environment. If I do not want it in this house, I do not have to buy it. If the kids want it, they can pick it up themselves. I do not have to deal with it. I haven't had a chocolate bar or chocolate anything in 3 months. Simply by not bringing it in the house. I also learned that I do miss being active. I actually found myself daydreaming the other day about walking around the UNL campus with my friends. I miss the jaunts to downtown. Never thought that I would ever miss getting sweaty.

The only thing I would change now is the fatigue and its not going to be gone for quite awhile. Best I can do is keep up with the housework by taking frequent breaks and making sure I take my vitamins and iron. The fatigue is really what drives me crazy the most.

I feel big, not fat. Does that make any sense?

*sigh* I'm catching the cold my son brought home. Darn it, I was really hoping to avoid getting sick again, but guess it wasn't in the cards. Began getting sick this morning, so I am hoping it will run its course by May 4th or 5th. Finding a cold medication you can take during pregnancy is a bitch. And no, no Im not interested in homeopathic remedies, thanks. :)

This evening my son started setting up his room downstairs and it looks really good. He has a lot more space, even though he claims its the same size as his room downstairs. Its not, but he can think so if he wants, its not a battle I care to fight. Wednesday night we pick up his walls, area rug, entertainment center, and lamps. Also picking up my daughter's new desk. So while hubby and son get his walls up, I'll be helping my daughter move into his old room and set up her new computer desk so she can listen to her music with her computer. Once I have her new room done and set up, I will blissfully waltz into her old one and start planning the set up for the baby's room.

We start purchasing the baby's furniture May 15th. Picking up the Graco travel system we chose on June 1st. Hopefully he will not arrive until his due date, so that on the 15th of June I can buy the rocking chair and crib set then. Otherwise I will have to dip into our meager savings to get them. I don't really want to do this in a rush, so here's hoping he can wait. I keep telling him that July 4th would be an awesome birthday, but I don't think he will listen.

Watching my oldest son move into his new space was very enjoyable. Means things are finally getting done and I can start nesting very, very soon!

Now to go sit on the couch and feel sorry for myself. I'm going to be a big baby for the next couple days (because I can!), so do not be surprised if a few days pass without an entry. Not that it would surprise anyone lately...

I shouldn't have been scared about going to the Shabbat service. The congregation is extremely friendly. The rabbi even remembered who I was. He is a terribly sweet man with a thick Israeli/Russian accent (raised in Israel). I'm also not the only former Southern Baptist in their congregation, which really put me at ease. It means they understand the difficulties caused by conversion when dealing with family members. I've already caught flack for even considering conversion... wait until they find out I am actively attending temple.

Half the service was in Hebrew and the other in English, so my daughter and I were often sitting there with a bewildered look on our faces. My daughter did clap along with the prayers (they sing some of them, something I found uplifting). My hostess told me taht after awhile I will begin learning the songs, even if I don't understand the words. Luckily, the English translation is in the book, so I know what they are saying, even if I don't know the Hebrew. I was sitting there thinking that my husband will most likely be pretty uncomfortable with not understanding. So Im going to try to figure out a way to prepare him for it. Maybe I can find a cd or something with the songs on it. I will be purchasing my own Gates of Prayer book (English opening) to follow along and take notes when I can. I just have to check which version they are using first. Hmmm, perhaps they even sell it in their gift shop?

We start religious school as well next Sunday. My daughter will be learning how to make matzo. I told my teen son what his sister would be learning and he said, "Matzo rocks. Love that stuff." My hostess is also the one that supplies the Challah bread and teaches the class on making it. Hers tasted wonderful, so I will probably take that class. She invited my daughter and me to her Seder, but I knew she had 11 other people attending, and with my problems going to the bathroom every freaking half hour, I called her this morning and declined. It was very generous of her to include us. I thanked her for the invite and let her know I appreciated it.

Today is yet another laaaaazy day. Hubby watched the draft while I slept in late. Really late. He knows Im not sleeping well (can't get confortable), so when I didnt move when he got up, he left me to get some rest. I was both thankful and bothered by it. He works a lot so I was mad at myself for missing time with him, but ya know what... he enjoyed just vegging and watching ESPN, so I guess I shouldn't feel too badly.

Just a little under ten weeks now. Boy, am I ready.

I'm in such a good mood this morning. Probably due to the fact that I took my 18/20 jeans, let out the waist line leaving the elastic band, and the darned things FIT PERFECTLY. Hot damn,, 30 weeks pregnant and still in my pre-pregnancy jeans.

That's hot.

Found this on an aquaintance's Live Journal so out of curiosity I took it.

You scored as Judaism. Your views are closest to those of Judaism. If you are not a Jew, do more research on Judaism and possibly consider becoming one; however, realize that conversion to Judaism is difficult. Judaism was the first of the Abrahamic faiths; it precedes both Christianity and Islam. Judaism 88% Islam 79% Hinduism 63% agnosticism 63% Buddhism 46% Paganism 29% Satanism 29% Christianity 25% atheism 4% Which religion is the right one for you? (new version) created with QuizFarm.com

I had to smile at seeing Islam in second place... I considered Islam at the same time I began researching Judaism in 2000.

I'm kinda excited. And kinda scared.

I finally contacted the Rabbi again last night in the hopes he would get back to me soon. Knowing it was Passover weekend, I didn't expect to hear from him until after the busy holiday. I was so surprised and ecstatic when I received his email this afternoon- inviting us to the Shabbat service Friday night at 8. So my daughter and I will be finally attending synogague tomorrow. I am a little apprehensive to meet the rabbi- he's extemely active in the local community, a writer, holds a doctorate in Pastoral Care and Counseling (in adition to a couple other degrees), and once led the prayer to open a session in Congress. I'm not sure if I call him Dr. or Rabbi.... anyhoo, I've read many things he has written and I'm scared I'll look like a bumpkin.

I find it really interesting that I finally took this step and will follow through on Passover weekend. I know I will not be invited to the Passover Seder as reservations are required for that (not to mention membership), but that's fine with me. I'm hoping to be a member of the synogague next year and will participate then. Tomorrow is sort of a meet and greet. I'm really looking forward to it.

We are now looking at having to fix something on our Ford Aerostar. Its always something, isn't it?

Leaving in an hour to pick up the Escape! Yay!

I was happy to see yet another article praising the Escape as a good choice for gas-conscious drivers who need/require/want a larger vehicle. Its a mini-SUV (we refer to it as a truck even though the salesman told me that it was 'a little insulting' to call it that), nothing like the Expedition (Execution is what me and hubby call it) or, God Forbid, the 9 passenger Suburban. I really, really wish we could have afforded the hybrid version. Oooo, wouldn't it be awesome if they made a hybrid MINI Cooper? *drool*

I am just two weeks away from being able to start putting the baby's room together. Its driving me nuts...I can't wait to start on it! I'm purchasing a staple gun to hang a wall border- I'm not going to bother actually putting it on the wall. I'd have to strip it off and repaint the walls to pass inspection when we move out of military housing in two years. Forget that! Pulling the staples and filling in with white paste, that I can do.

I can't believe I'm watching MacGuyver talking to King Arthur and Merlin... I do not remember this episode at all!!!

The part for our Escape didn't arrive today so the service lady called me. I could tell she was a bit anxious about telling me I might have to wait until Thursday to get my vehicle back. She tried to remain perky, but you could hear the nervousness in her voice. So I was super pleasant and cheery on the phone and I could hear the relief in her voice when she thanked me for being patient. I don't like people to worry Im going to bite their head off.

Hubby took me to the Baby Depot at Burlington Coat Factory (they have more than coats! I didn't know!) on Monday and we found a couple of cute things for our baby's room. As we were looking around the rest of the store we spied a plus size section and a maternity section. I ignored the plus sizes and checked out Maternity. It became super clear to me that, just like many maternity stores, clothes makers apparantly don't realize that fat women have sex and procreate. The largest size was an XL. I was moaning and bitching and hubby was dutifully agreeing with me when we both spied a rack with nursing nightgowns- with matching newborn gowns! We found an XL and Im happy to say that its more like a 1X, so I could buy it. For $15, I was happy to have found what I will be taking to the hospital with me! I did laugh at myself to buy something as cheesy as a matching set of *anything* for me and the baby, but this is my last kid, dammit, so I'm going to do some cheesey things!

Hell, Im even going to ask if I can cut the umbilical cord myself. Hubby is too wimpy to do it!

OMG, am I using a lot of exclamation points?!

Today was a nice, quiet day. Helped my neighbor (Army guy) who locked himself out of his unit. I was headed over to his place to ask him to turn down his music and he was coming out of the door. I was embarrassed, I hate telling neighbors when the music is too loud, I always feel a little like that annoying, nosy nieghbor from Bewitched. Was her name Ethel? Gosh I don't know. Maybe I felt more like Mr. Roper... anyhoo, he was coming out to get something out of his SUV. He gave me a questioning look (with a smile, he is a very nice man) and I apologetically said that I'd appreciate if he could turn his music down a bit. He looked embarassed and said "Oh, God, of course!" and turned to go back into the unit...and gasped. "I just locked myself out of the house!" I was mortified and felt so guilty, like I had distracted him, until I realized he had closed the door and was halfway up the sidewalk when I came 'round the corner. Then I couldn't stop myself and giggled. He was just smiling and really embarrassed. We checked his back porch door and it was locked as well. he tried using a credit card to get in, and I'm relieved to say it didn't work (we have the same type of unit). I drove him up the road to get an emergency key and brought him back home. Very, very nice man.

This evening, while hubby was at his night job, I picked up a bit, taking mini breaks so I didnt get exhausted and avoided an aching back and sore hips.

I woke up the other morning feeling absolutely huge...like the baby had gained two pounds over night and grown 5 inches. I suspect a big weight gain to be recorded on May 3.

He had a fairly quiet day yesterday, but this morning the baby is back up to his rigorous physical activity.

There was a hose with a hole in it and that was causing the problem with the Escape. They ordered the part and they hoped to have it back to me today or definately Wednesday. I'm currently driving a brand-spanking new 2005 Ford Taurus- they literally ripped off the plastic off the fenders and bumpers when they handed me the key. It drives fine and its so much more comfortable then the Ford Mustang. However, after driving a MINI Cooper for 9 months, I find driving other cars pretty damned boring. I am really looking forward to my next MINI. Won't be for several years, but I already know what I will be ordering. :)

Very happy for hubby and his new position. This Thursday he tests for his next rank. Along with about 60 other people who got screwed during the last testing day (long story). If he doesn't make it this round, he can test again in September.

Hubby has been voicing his concern over his weight gain a lot lately. He will then joke that he is gaining so we can lose weight together after the baby arrives. I know it bothers him, but I tell him it doesn't bother me. I just want the snoring to stop. haha. He's also been commenting how he hates the fact that he used to make me feel so badly about how I looked. He was talking about it last night and I kinda sat there, just stunned that he even brought it up. I pointed out that he wasn't being maliscious when he did it, he was just a bit insensitive and clueless. He says he still feels badly about it. So weird when he suddenly starts talking about things like that. But its good, too. We've come quite a way on this road to recovery.

Baby is kicking the hell outta me this morning. Also, when he moves, I swear it feels like he is scraping his face/head on my pelvic bone and it hurts!

Our Ford Escape started acting up and its in the shop. We were given a choice between a Focus, a Taurus, or a Mustang (all 2005s)- I of course leapt at the chance to drive the Mustang. Ride is nice but the car is claustraphobic as hell. The MINI Cooper had more backroom and headroom. Seatbelts are placed waaaay back, so for me its a challange to get a hold of it and my husband even grunted about it. The seats are uncomfortable and my shoulders ached by the time I drove home. Im going to take it in and replace it. I had my chance to check it out and it wasn't working for me or hubby. He bitched the whole time he drove it. :)

Our sex life has definately taken a hit due to the pregnancy. We had a talk last night and this morning and he assures me it has nothing to do with how I look (my fear) and everything to do with how he's worried (and very aware) about the baby in my womb. So he has a hard time feeling very sexual right now. Its frustrating and sweet at the same time. So we agreed to work on at least making out more. That way I get my needs met and still feel good about myself and he doesn't have to worry about hurting the baby. I was so frustrated last week and this week I almost headed to one of the local adult shops to pick up a dvd of porn and a battery operated boyfriend.

That is, of course, still an option.

Spring cleaning began this week. We're preparing for my son's move to the sitting room downstairs, my daughter's move to her brother's old one, and then I finally get to start the nesting period on the baby's room. Yard work will also be done. I like watching my husband do that. He used to leave that to me and my son and now he is so much more involved in what is going on around here. That's a lot of what we wanted, his involvement and interest.

He even now pretends to be interested in my games. I know he isn't but the effort makes me feel good. Like me sitting and watching ESPN and feigning interest by asking questions. I'm learning a lot about what he likes in the sports arena. We've even started picking 'family' teams to watch with our daughter and baby when he arrives. The oldest son abhors sports, so we didnt bother asking him. So its the Spurs for basketball, Astros for baseball, and the Texans for football. Hubby is a Bronco fan, though, so they are included in the schedule.

Well, that's pretty much it for now. I find out some time Monday what's up with the Escape.

Checking in.

Food intake is very good. Baby is as active as ever. Ten counts each morning are very easy to do.

Hubby was promoted at work and is finally in the department he wanted to be. Whew. Maybe he won't bitch so much about this duty station now.

Bills are being paid. Daughter has good grades. Son doesn't. Pretty normal around here. *sigh*

Just tired. Will write more later.

I actually wrote a post the other day and Blogger ate it. Im actually kinda glad because it was a long woe-is-me type post that I was over the next day.

Looking at meeting our new son in just over 12 weeks. Amazing how time flies by.

My weight was just fine at the OB appointment on the 5th. My blood pressure was so much better as well. Usually when the midwife measures me, my measurement is right on the week's target, but she measured me at 30 weeks this time around. I have no clue what that means but she didn't say anything, just that the baby was "definately bigger" than the last visit three weeks ago. They did not have my Rhogam shot ready for me, so I go in this Tuesday to have it done.

I walked the puppy with hubby the other day and well, my back did not thank me. I was out of breath and so happy to get back home. I just can't seem to go very far before feeling extremely tired. I was telling hubby today (he had the whole day off!) how I missed being thin. That I can't even recall how it felt to feel light and have energy all the time. I am really looking forward to getting to my goal weight. Heck, Im going to be thrilled to see the 190s again, damn I felt good when I reached that point. Just a few more months and I will be back to getting where I want to be.

Hubby cut his part-time work hours so we are spending more couple and family time together. I love it. He's adjusting. He has a hard time relaxing. I think he feels like a slacker if he just sits and watches tv. I told him he should enjoy it now because with the baby, our time to ourselves will pretty much disappear.

I have been doing the ten kick counts like I am supposed to. Right now its takes between 5 minutes-15 minutes to get ten movements. I do them in the morning, when I know I am sitting down quietly watching the morning news. It will be interesting to see how the pattern changes as time goes by. He moves A LOT and I have been amazed by just how low he is sitting. Of course, the midwife explained that after two children, my muscles are much looser so I can feel more than I would before. I was worried he was trying to come early.

Hubby surprised me by going to a local computer store and letting me get what I needed to fix my computer. Of course, I didn't do it right and ended up cracking the processor and having to purchase a new one. The staff could tell I was embarrassed and they installed the new processor and the heatsink (using Arctic Silver 5 thermal paste I had bought) at no charge to me. They even made sure everything in the BIOS was good to go. And I laughed when I learned their names - Scott & Luke- because those are the names of a couple of my friends in Nebraska. I came home with the computer and its been running wonderfully. Planetside runs great, so my daughter and I are happy. Star Wars Galxies runs well also, though I play maybe a couple times a week just to look around. I play Sims 2 more than SWG.

Off I head to bed... going to snuggle up with hubby and get some sleep.

Hubby felt the baby kick for the first time. We were laying in bed and I had a feeling that our son's kicking would continue so managed to get hubby to put his hand where the baby was going to town. Hubby was reluctant to do so because every time we have tried before, the baby would stop kicking or punching. The best hubby has felt was the baby changing positions. So when the baby kicked right into the palm of his hand, it made hubby jump and his eyes lit up and he got this goofy grin. Makes me smile when I think of it now.

I'm at my 28th week on Tuesday and I have my Rhogam shot and OB appointment the same day. Its also hubby's 34th birthday. Yay, he's finally the same age as me and I don't have to listen to 'older woman' remarks from my teenager. Then again, I can't tell hubby to respect his elders anymore, either.

My son started bagging groceries at the commissary and has made $100 in tips already. The look of pride when he walked in the door after working his 7 hour shift just made me very happy for him. Hubby thinks it will be good for his self esteem and help him do better in school. Let's hope so. His grades are slowly getting better, but I am still very worried he won't stay focused.

I made some adjustments on home decorating and baby related purchases in our budget and managed to cut about $400. I'm fine with the decision as they were easy compromises when I looked at the bigger picture- like being able to go back to school in August- and I look forward to the start of the home shopping I begin on April 15th.

Have to take my son to work right now.

Feeling much, much better.

My blood tests came back negative for gestational diabetes. YAY! So the fatigue is strictly related to the anemia and the pregnancy. I was very embarrassed, though, when I passed out after the fourth blood draw. I recall a nurse telling one of the people they were training that it was a "******* reaction", the word I didnt understand sounded like 'fuselage.' I also had this 'reaction' when I had my IUD put in and then again when it was removed. The first time my GYN acted like I was crazy, and I quote "I've never seen anyone react to an IUD placement like that before." She pretty much made me feel stupid. My GYN in Guam, though, after removing the IUD, was training a new aide, and she immediately saw me reacting and told the trainee, "See, this is the reaction we were talking about." She had explained to me it was sort of like a fight or flight response that overloads the body. Anyway, I will always be grateful to that doctor, because she helped me realize I wasn't being nuerotic.

I am starting to slowly get back the taste for beef. Its still rare that I am able to eat it, but at least it doesn't make me feel nauseous when I think about it now. I also am able to drink milk now without getting sick. So I will be increasing my milk intake this month.

I've started thinking about the work I will have to do to take this weight off again and I am surprised that I don't feel overwhelmed by it. Not looking forward to it, but I'm not feeling like I can't do it. I will just be thrilled if I can drop the pregnancy weight and be back at 215 by our anniverseray in December. I'd be perfectly happy with that.

So far I have gained 18 pounds. Its more than I had wanted to be during this point in the pregnancy, but its almost half of what I had gained in both of my previous prgnancies. So I guess that is something!

With the entire family being sick and trading our illness back and forth, hubby and I were shocked to realize we had sex once in March. ONCE. Its a record. I don't want to repeat it, either! Heck, sex is pretty much a part of my exercise program and its the only part of it I actually enjoy, so I'll be damned if I hit a drought like that again.

Having some trouble with my computer when playing online games. My CPU is running hot and Im not sure when I can fix it, considering we have carpets, baby furniture, and car repairs this month. Ah well, it works for Sims 2, Doom 3, and surfing the Net, so I'll live.