A Christmas Addition

Fact: I'm pregnant.

Need proof? In order of persuasiveness...

1. I ate a hot dog. I had a craving for a one that lasted over a week. Prior to the 2 bites I attempted, I had not eaten a hot dog in over 20 years. Apparently strong moral objections to food fly right out the window when a little human is growing inside of you.

2. I have vomited more than a life-long bulimic person. While I do appreciate this new extracurricular activity's affect in postponing "showing," I can't say I can handle much more of it. Hank and George have spent countless hours providing around-the-clock emotional support during these episodes, which I appreciate more than they will ever know.

3. I haven't participated in a single productive household activity in months. After I get home from work, I crash on the couch until bedtime. I simply don't have the energy. I sure wish George could do chores because Hank certainly can't, or wont. Same thing! :)

4. If the above evidence isn't enough, we got a picture of the sweet little thing!

At our first appointment, we got this ultrasound and were able to see the hands, feet, head and the little heart flutter. I could have watched for days, but thanks to the woman in labor downstairs I only got about 30 seconds. Good enough for me. It made the whole situation real to me; I smiled for days.

We are both really excited to have a baby! I'm due Christmas day, which I probably couldn't have done on purpose if I tried. Hopefully I will be part of the 90% or whatever the number is that doesn't deliver on the due date.

This post is dedicated to some of my family members who feel they can't tell people until I publicly announce it on my blog. :)