Baby Schwizzle 6/25/10

Hello. My name is Missy. I am 35 and.... pregnant! There, I said it. Doesn't make it feel any more real yet-- aside from the fatigue and constant trips to the restroom. :o)

But of course, I hear that something isn't official until it's posted on facebook anyway. Thank goodness no one really reads this thing.

So I'll be 6 weeks tomorrow. Still very early in. Nothing too great to report yet aside from the obvious-- there is a baby growing inside of me and God already knows this child. He knew him/her before he/she was even a glint in Steve's eye. Pretty amazing! My prayer is that this child is His. That this child yearns for Him and spends his/her entire life seeking to fill the God-shaped hole in his/her life.

My greatest moment yet has to be when Eli, who recently turned nine, rushed up to me and hugged me for seemingly no reason. He squeezed me and then looked up at me with those wide, innocent, crystal blue eyes and said, "I hope the baby feels that."

Steve Jobs is a homewrecker.

Pavlov would have needed a looney bin if he had both my dog and an icemaker. Just sayin'.

Happy National Doughnut Day!