Wellpers, people, it's 2011.
I rang in the new year by going to bed at 11pm. Cool, yes?
I am excited about 2011 and all that it might hold for me, and for us. One thing's for sure, there will be no baby #5 in 2011.
And forgive me whilst I wax nostalgic for a moment, will you?
Holy smokes, 2010 was the shortest year of my life!
One minute, I'm ringin' in the New Year in good ole Las Vegas.
The next I'm telling the whole world we're moving to Utah, and by the way, I'm not pregnant, and I do NOT want to be pregnant.
Then, I look at my surroundings and find I'm in Utah, and I'm pregnant.
How did that work? I want to know.
Then we gardened and played and I puked, and summered like it was my job. WAIT! It WAS my job!
We found out Squishy was a boy! FOURTH BOY!
We played and played and played.
Then it was fall.
Then it was Halloween!
Then we MOVED.
All the while I got fatter and fatter.
Then, I blinked and my best Christmas present EVER arrived. (Seriously, the best!)
And then it was Christmas.
And now we've come full circle.
What is UP with that?
Tomorrow Ez will be one month old. How did that happen? I WANT TO KNOW!!!
I love you friends. All of you. Thanks for being around the last year.
(Didja click on ALL those links? Fun, huh?)