Good News, Bad News

Good news: Steve and I are expecting a baby

Bad news: I am pregnant

There is a lot of moaning and groaning around our house. I think most of it is coming from me as I sit around the house trying to live through the horrible yucky part of pregnancy. Occasionally, I think I hear some coming from the kids or Steve as they forage for food and clean laundry. I think the only reason that we are surviving reasonably well is that Marisa has been our angel who comes over once a week and cooks and cleans. I personally would guarantee her a place in Kingdom if it was mine to give. (Too bad it's not.)