Whubba-whubba-whubba-whubba

...and hence, that noise has marked the beginning / end of the rest of our lives.

We have a heartbeat!

Rereading my last post, I realize it came across as quite negative, and that's not what I wanted to come across. I think "shock", "disbelief", "extreme excitement" and my favourite "pure, gut-wrenching terror" actually combined to form a quite depressing little post about the baba, aka. the nugget of impending doom.

I do love this though. I really, really do!

I haven't had any morning sickness, touch wood, and nothing to complain about except massive boobs. MH does not have the same complaint.

I'm due on August 11th, have secured an OB, am planning to renovate the living room, family room, walk in closets, bathroom and, oh yeah, the nursery, before the blessed event. What could be better than a 6 month pregnant lady tiling a floor? Nothing I say!

I am woman! I can do anything!! Except tell my boss!!!