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Not much blogging going on around here lately. That's because I've been hard at work on my favorite project of all time: the fourth and final installment of make-a-small-human-in-only-nine-months-with-stuff-you-probably-already-had-laying-around-the-house.
You may have a few questions, and I've got some answers:
A. November 10, although I have a tendency to go a few days past. I'm betting on the 15th.
B. No throwing up, but food seems to have lost much of its appeal. Mostly I'm just chronically exhausted-- that progesterone always does a number on me. I don't think I've ever been so excited for the 2nd trimester increase in energy.
C. Probably another boy. We're not going to get our hopes up for a girl. I'm okay with that, boys are fun.
D. Yup, we did it on purpose.
E. The big brothers are thrilled. Well, except for Jack; he's got no clue what's coming.