Journal FirstNoel's Journal: Man, this Lent thing is tough 4
I still have God knows how many days to go, I'm starting to go nuts at work. Especially Friday afternoons. Fridays are dead in my office, so I've had to get creative. I have actually caught up on most of my projects, at least the projects that are worth doing.
Things are going well, for all. I'm in NJ tonight and tomorrow. Bored in a Hampton Inn. Watchin' Olbermann...
Amy's at home, a college friend of her's came down to visit her. She, the friend, brought her 2 year old daughter along to terrorize our cats. They needed a good chasing. Lazy cats.
About the previously mentioned news, it's true, Amy's currently with child(ren). We're still so very early in this process, just started week 6, so hardly any one but Amy and me know. Now you do, so keep it hush-hush, don't tell our folks. We're going to try to wait the 3 months before we tell our parents. My Mom will go nuts, happily, heck last time she went hyper-sonic scaring dogs 3 counties away. Her Mom, lots of questions, "Are you sure you want to do this?" uh duh. She has the ability to make Amy feel guilty about anything, it's amazing.
I say child(ren), because we're not sure. Amy's been extremely tired and hungry, and she's only beginning her 6th week. She also worried about it possibly being diabetes (Sp?) or her thyroid.
I'd rather it be twins that diabetes, but I'll be thrilled with 1 health baby. That's all I want. Anything more is gravy.
We've taken some pictures of changes, eventually I'd like to get a simple web page up showing the progress. That won't happen though till after the 3 month "quiet period".
I just can't keep this to myself any more, I'm happy and scared all at the same time. Scared because of what I know can happen, and Happy, well, that's kind of a given.
I'll sign off for now. My mind is wondering and I'm on a crappy laptop, so I can't type worth a damn.
Adios,
Sean D.
congradulations (Score:2)
Congrats (Score:2)
Oh, and sorry you're in NJ.
All right :-) (Score:2)
Congrats... (Score:2)
As far as the diabetes, my wife is type 1, which means she's had it since like 14. Just as long as she takes good care of her sugars, everything will come out peaches. Both my kids were kinda big (both around 8.5-9lbs).
Oh, and you just want 1 baby... trust me. At first, its tough, having to be on call for 2 cries who will get worse hearing the other crying, and then there