M. I. A.

I’m back from the green sea. I’ve been feeling much better and been out and about buying new clothes of fit my ever expanding belly. Scott and I have been up and down with emotions all month. We are in the count down and I think the clock is moving backwards (6th month: week 25 right now). I am having a baby shower (for little Russell Floyd Chamberlin). I just don’t know the full details yet and anyone that wants to come is very much invited. I will keep you posted.

In other great news: Scott received a 4.0 in his last trimester of school. I am so very proud of him going to school and work fulltime.

Lost At Sea

I have wonderful friends who let me take up room on their couch and watch Lost with them ever Wednesday night. I get out for a bit and Scott (who is working nights) can sleep in peace. If you haven’t watch it… DON’T… because you’ll be hooked, reeled in, and filleted every Wednesday night at 9pm on 13.

I didn’t think it was possible but I can tell the difference between the flu and morning sickness. Scott and I both have had the honor of being its latest victim. I think it is a conspiracy. A lab filled with scientist trying to get back at all the bullies in the world who ever called them nerds. All of them are gathered around the toilet saying, “what a bunch of dopes…. barf… this’ll teach them.” They all hop in the car and go grocery shopping and touch everything. So be on the look out for sweaty lab coat wearing scientist touching everything in the grocery store.

In brighter news I am over the hump and it is all down hill for here pregnancy wise.