Morning sickness is a terrible thing, but I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. Things have gradually been getting better and I actually have decent moments now. I’ve been able to take care of the girls by myself while Joel is at work (something I wasn’t able to do for a while, so Joel was pulling double duty), and I have a recognizably worse part of the day (evenings) which means the other parts aren’t quite as bad as they were before.
Another October baby. God has a sense of humor. We fought the good fight to get Alexis into a 4-year old preschool class this coming year (and thence Kindergarten the following year) even though she’s 10 days past the school cut-off date. I was so stressed about the whole thing that I announced to Joel one day back in January that we were not having any more October babies. Ha! Two days later I had a positive pregnancy test. My cycle was way off. I didn’t think I could have been pregnant that month. God had different plans, I guess! At least this one will probably be late October and I won’t have as much trouble just putting them in school the year they’re supposed to go in… not that it’s likely we’ll have another one quite as intellectually advanced as Alexis. She’s already reading her Dick & Jane book by herself at age 3 1/2.
Branwen’s speaking in sentences, and she managed her first non-imperitive sentence today (“I’m done now.”). Other than that, they’re usually things like “get it” and “Mommy do it!” We also haven’t been able to convince her to say “mine” instead of “my’s”… logical, anyway. Daddy’s… Mommy’s… my’s. Oh well.
The girls are almost finished their dinner and I should go help Joel figure out what’s happening the rest of this evening. Sleep would be nice at some point…