A quote from one of my favorite series of books, though it many not be fitting to my blog post.

Have about a week or two (I've not decided on an exact date yet, for some reason I don't feel the need to) left before I go back to NY. Back to the grind, and the doctors appointments, and mundane activities. I sure wish I could go back to work, we could use the money and I would love something to do rather than cook, clean, shower, rinse, repeat.

I don't feel sad about returning home. I'm not sure why. I know in about two months Kevin and I will be together forever, maybe that helps. The baby's anatomy scan is right around the corner from my return home, and I am starting to get excited about that, I'm sure that helps some. Who Knows?

I am a crazy pregnant woman, I do know that. I've been on an emotional roller coaster for about four months, or so it seems. I feel so bad for Kevin. Sometimes I am just overjoyed and sometimes I can't stop crying. I make myself crazy I'm not sure how he isn't yet. I love him though, and this only makes me love him more. I'm content with life at best, but thrilled to have him!

We got some good news that we're coming into some money. It'll help with the move, and the baby, and buying a home! He keeps asking about rings though. We'll see where that heads.