So it begins

life is a wild ride right now

Well...it has started. I am one of those lovely girls that plumps up so very nicely when I get pregnant. I go from violently ill to plumpy in the blink of an eye. Thank God that the violently ill part seems to have passed, however, plumpy has arrived.

What is a pregnant woman to do?

Here is what I am going to do (attempt to do)....I am going to just go with it. The reality is that the weight comes off. It isn't here forever and all my cute clothes from Banana Republic and Ann Taylor will be here waiting for me. It takes 9 months to put it on, about the same time to take it off and in the meantime I will have the most amazing little bundle of joy to distract me.

That is what I'm telling myself. I'm also telling myself to stay the heck away from the bathroom scale and to close my eyes really, really tightly when the doctor weighs me.

I'm actually not even eating that much. I'm just one of those lucky girls that gains weight when I eat more than 1000 calories a day. And that is when I'm not pregnant. I'd love to see a healthy pregnant woman survive on 1000 calories a day. My doctor would kill me if I tried.

So...when you see me please don't say anything along the lines of "She's little like you, but thin" or "you're just big boned." You have no idea how many times I hear the first one. Really, people?

In the meantime, the boys are keeping me hopping! Nicholas is playing on a competitive soccer team this year and he practices 3 nights each week and has two games every Saturday. I guess we better learn to love soccer. He has even given up basketball this season in order to play soccer. Steve finds this bittersweet. He is so happy Nicholas has found a sport he really loves, but bummed that right now that sport is not basketball. Nicholas looked at me tonight and said "You know, I always thought it would just be you, dad, me, and Luke." I told him that if he wasn't such an amazing boy, I wouldn't want to have anymore children. Instead, he makes me so happy that I want another dozen just like him. It is hard to tell what his true feelings are about the impending arrival. He is so sensitive and so caring, especially where I am concerned. That child is a mama's boy all the way through. :-)

Luke is doing great. He has turned into a little adventurer. He wants to be outside ALL THE TIME!!! The fall weather is great for that and we encourage as much of it as possible. The trick is keeping the boy from killing himself. He likes to ride his bike as fast as possible, climb the highest trees/balance beams/monkey bars/whatever, and drive the four wheeler down the middle of the street. He scares me at least once every thirty minutes. I won't even get into his "awesome" bug collection and how that thing gives me nightmares. Or the power tools his Poppol lets him use at his house. Sheesh.