Ta DAH!

I did it!  I was able to finish scanning all 200+ photos for my mom's crazy projects.  I can't really make fun of her projects though as they are all good idea, just mean a lot of work for me.  We are scanning a whole bunch of old family photos for a digital photo frame she gave my grandma for her birthday (in October...oops) and then I was volunteered to make a wedding video for a lady she works with.  Granted the video is going to make me money so I should have jumped on this and had it done by now.  What can I say, exhaustion makes a great excuse? 

The past month has been insane.  Between barely being able to put one foot in front of the other once I get home from work, helping push David through the last bit of classes, try to tie up a few loose ends for work and home, visit with out of town (and in for that matter) family and friends, work work work, SLEEP, and an attempt at seeing my significant other...yeah its been a mite crazy.  The sad thing is I have spent HOURS on the computer and much of that on blogger, stalking other people...just not updating my own.  Yes I am guilty and I am here on Easter Sunday asking for your forgiveness. 

We were able to go Friday and see our little Tatertot.  I am currently convinced it is a boy (that way I am right, or pleasantly suprised when it is a girl).  I have had a hard time with this the past few weeks and feel as if I am a horrible mother.  While I have been trying to eat better, and have stopped drinking the nectar of the gods, Diet Coke, the whole experience still seems very surreal.  Does that make sense?  I have little to no symptoms (which is great don't get me wrong), unless you count actually listening to my body and its fatigue, I am loosing weight (15 lbs and counting)-which is nice, and had yet to have a real doctor confirm it.  So here we are at the doctor on Friday, we meet our new practitioner, great fellow, and are able to see said tatertot.  Well, I saw him, saw the heartbeat, and...well it still does not feel real.  I'm currently wondering when the sense of surrealism will wear off and I can come to terms with reality.  My guess is in about twenty or so years.

Our current Due Date is scheduled for November 18th.  Which means no black Friday shopping for me.  Cool thing is we will definitely have something extra to be thankful for this Thanksgiving, even it its a bit late.  Even neater is the idea that IF (BIG IF) we go early, we could have our baby on 11-11-11....I wish.  Doc says everything looks normal and good so we will keep praying for that.  He sees no complications and I hope to keep it that way.  Either way our little tatertot will soon be here to make a whole lot more complicated. 

Cutest thing.  David just asked me at how old does a child need to be before going to Disneyland.  Awwww I have a keeper.  So excited!