Prego Meago

My worst nightmare came true:
I'm a terrible blogger.

I'm pregnant.
For a while, that was my excuse for not blogging. I couldn't share the news on the world wide web yet but that was ALL I wanted to talk about. And then when I could, I didn't know where to start, so I didn't.

So, for now I suppose I'll share the basics on the subject:
I'm 11 weeks along.
My baby is the size of a large plum.
In one week, we get to hear the heartbeat.
My due date is August 21, 2010.
We should find out the sex in March, I think.
I got real sick for a while but that is starting to go away, thank You Jesus.
As I track the days and weeks, time seems to be creeping by so slowly.
We are VERY excited.

In other news, we're looking for a house. This will be a very interesting time in our life because Weston and I have very differing opinions on things like houses. Our lease on our duplex is up at the end of February and after that we have to pay $100 extra a month. That is WAY more money than I want to pay for this place so I'm feeling a bit of pressure. I don't think Weston's in a hurry at all. We've only just begun this process and I already feel hopeless. We shall see where this leads.

I feel like God is trying to teach me something during this season of my life but I can't quite grasp it. I know that the solution to this is to daily spend time with Him but I am at a loss for motivation. I find myself being jealous of my friends that do daily spend time with Him- that is radiated through their lives. I know that all it will take is discipline. I'm looking for that. I'm searching for the motivation to not be brought down by the simple day to day tasks of this life, but to live for Something More. We shall see where this leads as well.

FREEZE!

Something I dread every morning in the winter:
Opening my closet to pick out my clothes.

Explanation:
I HATE being cold. So it's always the worst when I get out of my nice warm bed. Then I go take a warm shower and warm up the bathroom but then I have to go back to the bedroom to get dressed- the bedroom where my husband is still sleeping with TWO fans blasting. So I get a little chilled just walking in, but here's the worst part- with the closet door closed all night, it doesn't get the warm air from the heater (no vent in the closet of course) so the cold air outside makes it nice and FREEZING. I'm sure it's just barely warmer than the temp outside. Every time, I quickly open the door, pick out something really fast, close the door, and run back to the warm bathroom. That might explain some of my outfits some days. It's not that I don't have any fashion sense, I was just soooooooo cold!!!