Hi. Jason told me to write like I'm writing to myself. The problem with that is I already know everything I know so why write it down. I'm not big on journaling. I like thinking someone else is possibly reading this. This brings up the whole new question, does the person who is reading this know what's happened up until I got my blog? Does he or she care? I'll assume you do. Welcome to my blog. I am somebody now.

I'm 14 weeks pregnant and I still have morning sickness (all day sickness). God willing, this is my last baby. If it's a girl I may have to eat those words. Since I've been pregnant, I've been dumber than a box of rocks. I suffer from a severe case of apathy. The house doesn't get cleaned much. Poor Abigail doesn't get played with much. I've heard the 2nd trimester is a special time when a pregnant woman feels great and is very productive. I'm still waiting for that to kick in. Jason has been great. He does a lot for me and Abby and he puts up with my incessant complaing and paranoid accusations that he will leave me for a younger, less pregnant woman. I miss normal life.

Abby has been psycho toddler lately. She goes from laughing to crying to laughing again without taking a breath. I think it's cabin fever, or she's just insane, as we all suspected.

I'll try to be funnier next time.