2.24.2009

Cha-Cha-Cha-Changes

So the thing is, I'm large -- very large -- with child. My life has changed quite a bit in the past few months.

For one, I just ate half a pint of B&J's Peach Cobbler ice cream, followed by half a doughnut for dessert. And you know what? I feel fine about it.


I am now the proud owner and crazy driver of a minivan. That's what having (almost) three children will do to someone like me. People, I drive a minivan and I used to drive a Toyota Tacoma. Beesh. Talk about changes. (Don't tell anyone but I secretly love my van.)

I'm supposedly going in to be induced one week from this Saturday. Seriously? We're that close? Apparently so. The weird thing is, I haven't been half as uncomfortable with this one as I was with the first two. I do, however, have a lot more bizarre aches and pains that I never had with the first two.


For the first time, I'm going to kind of miss this little guy slithering around on the inside. It kind of gave me the creeps with Henry and Ruby but I have a new appreciation for it this time around. I can relate to what my sister Adrienne said about feeling your baby move -- it feels like it's our little secret.

If you ask Ruby what our baby's name is going to be, she'll tell you it's "Jesus" (except she pronounces it more like "Cheese-us"). I can hear it now, "And here are our lovely children Henry, Ruby, and Jesus."