A good and dear friend of mine asked me the other day if I had thought about why I got pregnant so quickly this time. Her point was to see if I had seen the difference. Because she had. Which was great on two levels. One, it showed me that she is seeing God often now and two she wanted to make sure I was up on it as well. There is nothing like both watching someone start to see God all around in everything and at the same time have that same someone make sure YOU are seeing it as well. I told her yes indeed, I knew the difference. I did not suffer from infertility. I suffered from doing it my way. I wanted it on my time and that was not the way to go about it. The biggest difference between this time and the other two: I consulted God, as did Mark, before proceeding. The difference that made? About a year and a half. Only recently I have discovered that this way threw me for a loop more than the other way. Why? Because it became apparent that lo and behold I am not in

Sorry, I couldn't resist. My apologies for showing my lame hair band knowledge from the 80's. The kids and I baked a lot this week. They made banana bread today and Emma made her own batch of sugar cookies that she is waiting until cooled to go at them with icing. Rainy and yucky makes for good baking weather. I made some cookies for a wedding. Whew, took a lot out of me. Here is the final product of those cookies. Would you serve them at your wedding? They are only for the kiddos. Thank goodness. And here is 20 weeks. At least the bigger the belly gets the smaller it makes my butt appear. Yes folks, I still have half of it left to go. By the end the belly will sit on the seat and my legs will not be able to come together. Such is the life. Here are the kids the other day at the DQ. Sharing a soda. I really like this picture. I took it with my camera phone so the quality is not so great. I still really like it though. One of theses days I am going to get around to posting some

19 weeks. Almost half way there. Whew. Here is the 19 weeks shot. Now, we can track the growing belly, the growing hair, the different hair colors AND me frying myself in the sun. (Please no lectures on sunscreen and skin cancer. I know.)

A while back I posted lyrics to a song by Ayiesha Woods entitled Big Enough. She is a Christian artist. I also had the kids outside the other day in the backyard and we had Calvary 88.5 on the radio, the local Christian station. My point? I think when people hear Christian music they think church gospel hymns. It may have been that way once upon a time. What Christian music is today? No where near it..... Now sure there is still easy listening music that is Christian. But there is easy listening music. If you listen to pop, rock, rap, you name it, there is a Christian artist that sounds much like any of the main stream artists out there. Now, I listen to all sorts of music. But if you happened to be walking by my house that day and heard my music my guess is that you would not have known it was Christian music coming out of the radio. Here is Ayeisha Woods' web site. You can listen to her CD on the site. Aside from the occasional mention of Jesus or God, her music is

The ultrasound went fine. The baby appeared to look good, from what I could tell. He had four chambers in his heart. Two legs and two arms with fingers and toes. His spine looked good. His heart rate was 143. We did not find out what the baby actually was. I have the feeling, as does Mark that it is a boy. This is all speculation. Or what we felt when we saw the little booger on the screen. He yawned for us, twice and ate his hand. And he was moving all the time. So we once again have an active child. I also think the baby already looks like Mark. Some things never change.......

18 weeks. 22 more to go. Maybe less depending on when my ob schedules the c-section. I am getting hot. Often and easily now. Yes I am aware that my hair is a different color now. I am also aware that my hair is growing quickly. Which is more fun? Watching the differences in my hair or seeing the belly grow? I think I am on the hair side. The belly is just getting scary. When it is all said and done I think I may enjoy watching the changing of the hair more so than the changing of the belly. Davis is also expecting. He has a baby in his belly too and made me kiss his belly last night. He is fascinated by my belly. He looks at it with a mix of wonderment and fear. In that sense I can not wait until the baby moves and you can see it on the outside. I figure Davis will find this both creepy and amusing. Here is 18 weeks: Here is my girl with her dog, Izzy. Here is the boy. Excuse the red eye, I did not fix it. I have one of the boy and his father showing how eerily similar they are. But I

I am trying to get the house cleaned up and out. Other than that I am just slacking my days away. Here is the 17 week picture. I had my appointment yesterday. The doctor found the heartbeat and everything seems to be going fine. I need to call and make the 20 week ultrasound appointment. And no, we will not be finding out what we are having. What you thankfully don't see in this picture: 1~ my white legs as I put on shorts today 2~ the not one, not two, but THREE giant pimples I have right now That's all for now. I am going to eat mac and cheese and watch tv. Like a true lazy, pregnant chick.

VERY late with a 16 week picture. Busy week and weekend. This was taken at 16 weeks, I just never got around to posting it. Davis wanted in on the picture as well. Photographer Emma said it would be cute. Here is 16 weeks.... We had a glorious weekend. It is hard to believe we have been married for ten years. This is nothing like strolling around, still holding hands with your one and only. Or sitting across the table from your man, sharing great food and even better conversation. Or knowing as you snuggle down in your bed in one of the most beautiful hotels that you both share the same dreams in life. If you had asked me ten years ago how I saw us in ten years, I could not have even dreamed it would be this good. Ten years of marriage, two dogs, two kids (and one on the way) , a host of ups and downs later, here we are. Thank you Mark for sharing this adventure with me. I would do it all over again, the same way. I am looking forward to the memories we make over the nex