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January 2, 2011

That's my due date for our newest bundle of joy! January 1st would be cool, mostly because his or her birthday would be 1-1-11, but also because it's New Year's Day, which also happens to be my mother-in-law's birthday! December 31st would be good also, for the whole tax write-off thing. :) However, this baby is not allowed to come anytime before December 26th. I do not want a Christmas baby, because who wants to be in the hospital on Christmas? Among other things, I'd totally miss out on my homemade cinnamon rolls! Guess we'll just have to see what God decides, right? But my thought is, let's just leave December 25th as Jesus' birthday. That way we don't lose our focus on the real meaning of Christmas. Think He'll buy that? :)

So to back up a bit, Nathan and I found out we were pregnant on Mother's Day, which was pretty special. We announced the news to the family about a week later and after the first ultrasound, spilled the beans to our friends. I've been feeling great, just a bit tired, which is to be expected. Just like with Benjamin, I've been craving pizza and other sweets, which I really need to get under control! I never had any food aversions with Ben, but this time the thought of sushi makes my stomach turn. This is especially funny because I couldn't stop thinking about sushi the whole month of April and consumed a ton of it the week before I found out I was pregnant! Since I'm not really supposed to have sushi now, it's not a bad thing that I want nothing to do with it! :)

So I've got 10 weeks down, 30 to go! Let the countdown begin!
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