I announced this over at my main blog, to my family, and even to a sweet deli counter worker at Smith’s who totally understood why I was miserably ordering a fried chicken strip: I am expecting a baby.
This is the most recent picture of little Skeletor.
I am about 12 weeks along and the baby always looks great on ultrasounds -which I’ve had five of. Problem is, I’ve also had some bleeding due to a chorionic hematoma or two. The more you learn, right?
So, sorry about the intermittent postings on this blog. I’ve been sick. Like; sick, sick, sick. Then I’ve been on bed rest.
We find out what sort of creature we’re having in about a month. Who thinks it’s yet another boy?
Sunday, June 9: “A Bona Fide Reason to Cook with Your Kids.” Despite knowing that teaching cooking and baking would prove useful in my children’s lives, I was happily surprised to have it come to fruition.
Monday, June 10: Wrote a poem titled, “Boy Mom Bathroom Haiku.”
Tuesday, June 11: Shared a quote by Sue Atkins.
Wednesday, June 12: Shhh! Whispered my top-secret flour-measuring method in a second Baking Tip.
Thursday, June 13: “Do As I Say But Not As I Do,” a quick thought about the slight hypocrisy of parental advice.
Friday, June 14: Embraced the mess in “Rainy Days and Mondays Don’t Have to Get You Down.”
Saturday, June 15: Shared Marissa‘s tweet about Daniel Tiger’s accuracy.
Sunday, June 16: That’s today!
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After all, I made him/her. You know, with help.