Pregnantism

Yesterday I discovered something really disturbing. It seems that when I go into McDonald's to get my ice cream cones they are significantly smaller versus when I go through the drive through. I think those teenagers behind the counter are judging me...

Trying to blog...

So I'm a bad blogger. Probably everyone has figured that out.

  So not much of anything too exciting besides waiting and getting ready for this baby to come.  The other night I had a dream that I gave birth to our little one.  He came out with clown make-up on his face and a red joker smile around his mouth.  Then he smiled this evil looking smile and I thought, 'Oh no, we have an evil child.' But I still thought he was really cute.

In July we had a family reunion at my parents new house.  It was really fun to have so many of my nieces and nephews around.  Here are some pictures from the reunion and our hay ride one evening on the farm.

My sister and I are due a day apart. She is having a girl and I am having a boy.

I wasn't kidding when I said that Brent really loves kittens.




Lately I seem to attract strange men to me who want to guess the sex of the baby. I've had four really weird guys come up to me and say things like, "Male or Female?" without saying anything else. Or tell me that they know I am having a girl. I think it must be a combination of the neighborhood we live in and riding Traxs. It's interesting how being pregnant automatically exposes you to strangers who feel it's their obligation to talk to you.