This two kid thing is exhausting.

They sure are cute, but OMG. Surely it will get easier. Like once I recover from childbirth, and ONE stops acting like a complete lunatic.

My mother is on her way. Thank you Jesus.

Borrowed from my friend Courtney …

Extrovert:

Moving briskly along because introspection gives her a stomach ache.

Fact: I changed the date of my maternity leave.

It will begin in 10 days.

We’re having another boy! May I introduce to you … TWO.

We laughed hysterically after we left the ultrasound room, because ONE is such a boy and he’s such a handful. We can’t imagine having that times two.

This afternoon, we will find out the gender of TWO … if he/she cooperates. I plan to pump myself full of sugar before my appointment to ensure optimal movement.

Here’s what I’m looking like at 19 weeks.

I’m finding that the clothes that I’m wearing now are the clothes I was wearing at about 26 weeks with ONE, so by the middle of my 3rd trimester I’m going to have to buy new clothes because none of my old ones are going to fit.

Also, I have begun rolling out of bed. Literally.

Sometimes, I forget that it’s been 5 1/2 years since we left Louisiana.

Sometimes, I forget my roots … because Alabama is so very different from Louisiana. It seems strange because we only have one state between us (ugh … Mississippi … you depress me). You’d think, since it’s the South, it would all be the same.

It’s not.

Today is Fat Tuesday. Want to know how I remembered? Last night on Nick Jr. there was a special episode of Fresh Beat Band where they traveled through the bayou to play music in the Mardi Gras parade.

Now THAT, my friends, is sad.

It’s business as usual here in Alabama, while everyone has off from school and work just two states away. They are catching beads, eating God-knows-what-out-of-a-pot, and drinking, drinking, drinking. I think I miss the revelry of my hometown. I’m just an average partier, but I love the laid-back, “live and let live” attitude that we left behind.

Most days I love it here in my new hometown, but sometimes, like today, I feel a touch depressed that we ever left.

Laissez les bon temps roulet!

This is what happens in our house when it’s raining outside.

We like to encourage creativity. 

Starbucks really needs to start a delivery service. I already pay good money for their products. I would be willing to pay even MORE if they brought said product to me.

I’m just saying.

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Things I don’t care about:

1. The royal wedding.

2. Justin Bieber. I still don’t get him.

3. Politics. 

4. Ryan Seacrest.

5. The Kardashians.

6. That lady who got arrested because she got in a fight over some Girl Scout cookies.

7. Who was wearing what at the Oscars last night.

8. Obscure countries.

9. Scientific facts and discoveries.

Clearly, I need to find a way to tailor the news for my tastes. Every news outlet seems to be overrun with some combination of the above. If you’re going to ask me what I DO care about, it’s pretty much anything besides what I listed above.

Except Regis Philbin’s retirement. Really, anyone’s retirement.