and then I ate a family sized bag of potato chips in one sitting

If you are my friend (on facebook) you would know that we are having a baby in June! If you aren't my friend, you wouldn't know that, and then I would wonder why you are reading my blog, but I guess it's because I am so darn riveting.

So there he/she is at 13 weeks; which was way back in December.  We've moved on to bigger and better things (18 weeks) and things like constantly wondering if that was the baby moving or just my own heartbeat or even lingering nausea?  Who knows about these things? Certainly not me.

I have been lucky in the nausea department, although I can't say I got off scot-free.  It was touch and go there for a while, but I have been able to continue my 12-13 year vomit free streak so I think I definitely deserve an award for that! A purple heart anyone? 

I know a lot of women would do anything to be pregnant so I definitely won't be complaining or anything, but one thing is funny.  I thought I had an idea of what being pregnant would be like and I was oh so wrong.

We will be finding out what this baby is in a little less than two weeks; although one thing is for sure.  This little yam sized creature loves potato chips.  According to the old wive's tales that would mean a boy, but I am kind of thinking a girl, but then again, what would I know about these things?

I guess I am going to try to blog more often, so I figured I better mention the whole, I am having a baby thing.  We are pretty stinkin' excited, but it also seems surreal in some ways.

Now I am going to sign off and finally take down my Christmas decorations. Or maybe just eat more potato chips.