Now this entry was written not quite a year ago. It was October 20 to be exact. The difference? Well read it yourself.

With the arrival of baby number 3 growing nearer and nearer I find myself being more reflective. I am not sure why, but that is where I have been. I am feeling better. I can tell that my thyroid was not up to par and the increased medication has been making a bit difference. My mood has lightened and as I told Mark the other night, I am looking forward to meeting out new little one. I know it will be a lot of work, but babies are so sweet and cuddly. And they have that smell that only new babies have. Just a little over five more weeks and we will get to meet our newest family member. This week was The Summit conference at our church. Due it being hugely pregnant and not up to dragging two kids with me, I only made it to one night. Which was okay. I was reading our Pastor's blog today and in his last entry something he wrote really hit me. After telling a story he summarized by saying this: "The point was simple, yet profound. We will never have enough money to total...

Here is the Tabblo I have created with my pregnancy pictures. I will finish out the last few weeks likely by doing every other week. I missed a week somewhere anyway.

Seven weeks away now. I did find out my thyroid was off. So they increased my medication. By a decent amount. I am beginning to feel better already. I think that my thyroid being off may have been contributing to my lack of energy and my depressed feelings. Those were two of my worst symptoms before. I even had a dream the other night that I was holding our new baby and his/her little head was so soft and snuggled up by my neck. And the baby had that yummy new baby smell. Maybe the fog is lifting. I am HUGE though and have passed the uncomfortable stage and am in the miserable one. Just so big. We have the beloved Kiki lined up to keep the kids when we go in for the c-section. The date is set and on the books. We have plans to get things moved around in the house the first weekend in October to make room for baby. It is all coming together. It is always odd to me.....this time last year I had no idea we would even be thinking about another child let alone actually expecting...

In no longer than 8 weeks, baby number three will join our family. That is the scheduled date for now. I could go into labor prior to that, but it will be no later than then. I am over being pregnant. But not ready for a new baby either. I am stuck in some sort of weird limbo land. My Six Pack (what I call the girls from high school that have managed to remain my friends after............a long enough time) gave me a shower over the weekend. It was sweet and overwhelming. Overwhelming in the sense that, "Oh my, a real live baby is coming." No turning back now right? And now I have this pile of baby stuff and I look at it and wonder what I am going to do with another child. On a side note, these girls have great taste and sense and their thinking of us and doing this for us has deeply touched me. I have discovered there is such a thing as prepartum depression. It is called antenatal depression. How strange....I figure the shock of it happening so soon is what i...