"Look who's back from the dead!!!!!!!!!!"
Well, yes, I am in fact, back from the dead. As far as the blogging world is considered. A lot has happened since my last post:
I turned down one of my favorite annual pig-out foods: giant corn dog from Santa's Wonderland in College Station.
I cried when I watched the rerun of Regis leaving Kelly, as she gave her tribute to him with Uncle Kracker's "Smile" song playing in the background.
I cleaned out my closet...purses, clothes...I even took everything out that was on the floor and swept. A real deep clean.
These three items are three of many. Three of many weird things that my body has undergone since we found out I was expecting. :)
This pregnancy has been different. I think many people are shocked when I tell them I am this far along---to be honest it has gone by so fast. I'm shocked myself. It probably has gone by so fast because I am the proud mom of a tot who can't walk. He just RUNS everywhere. Which, I am hoping results in lower weight gain and awesome muscle mass for me this time around :).
Before I go any further, we need to travel back to Christmas morning....It was a cold morning when my parents knocked at the door. My fun-loving parents drove in all of the way from Brenham Christmas morning to watch Hunter open his gifts...even though this Christmas was on a Sunday and they had to be back for church!!!
We walked Hunter down the stairs, and they thought this was the most magical moment. But the magic was still to come! At 7:30 Christmas morning, the doorbell rang. I was upset...who would come to the door today of all days? Surely not those solicitors!!!!!
Josh opened the door. It was Santa. He bounced in with excitement. Passed out Veggie Tales books for Hunter out of his bag. Then the really weird part happened. Santa came up to my mom and said, "Well, if it isn't Little Jamie Grayum (mom's maiden name). I haven't seen you since you lived on Georgi Lane (the last house she lived in as a kid)." Twilight zone? What was going on.
He said he had something for my mom and handed her a small box with a shiny red bow. She opened it up (a little timidly, I might add). First she read a note from Santa which included a line that read, "You'll need this item this time next year." At the bottom of the box was a tiny stocking, which matched the color scheme of the stockings at her house.
Mom squealed. Dad wanted in on the surprise, but quickly got it. The rest of the day, my dad kept saying over and over again that he wanted a "do-over." He said it happened so fast and it was so magical with all of the lights off in the house except the Christmas lights...he felt like he didn't quite get to soak it in!
Then we got the thrill of telling Josh's mom. On the way to Belton, I just had to call Kayla. I think she about fell over. It was a fun conversation. Well, they all were! I know my other "sister" Leslie was just as excited when I told her :).
Back to Josh's mom. She has been upset with me for years (semi-joking, but you know) that we did not tell her we were pregnant with Hunter while we were on vacation with her in New Mexico in early 2009. We wanted to wait until we were a bit further along...and yet, in NM, as she reminds us, there was a perfect Nambe baby feeding set she would have gladly bought had she known there was a little mouth to feed! :) Well, this time around, we searching literally all over Houston to get her one-- and there was ONE left at a store called Surprises on Westheimer. We were so relieved to find it that we treasured it all the way home, wrapped it up, and then that is how she found out our news Christmas day!
So, as of tomorrow morning, "M" (as Hunter calls the baby) will be the size of a mango. This should be fun. I like mangos. Think I'll eat some in honor.
XOXO~
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