You know, my life is out of control. That post about not having more kids anytime soon if ever. Yah. It happened. Well...I haven't had this new baby yet. That's not till June. But we are having number four. Four. Almost used up all my fingers on one hand. I have been kind of a wreck this pregnancy. I'm either pretty even keel or crying or wanting to punch someone in the throat. Maybe not actually punch someone, but the temper is definitely not something to mess with.
I'm convinced it's a girl. What else could be making me so out of control crazy right?
We went over to a friends house tonight. She invited us over to dissect my patriarchal blessing. If you don't know what that is, go HERE. And after reading that myself it says that you shouldn't have anyone try to interpret it. Oops. But today was the last step in a few promptings so I'm not too worried about it. Thanks for the concern. Anyway. I brought over a banana bread to bake off. And it was delicious.
This is my friend. We'll call her Ninny because that's what she signs her blog with. She seriously is making life in Alaska worth it. She's an inspiration and I hope to grow up and be just like her someday.
When we left I had the following conversation with Matt.
Matt- it takes you a minute to fall back in love with me when we leave there doesn't it?
" haha what? I don't get it. You think I don't love you there"?
Matt- It's not that you don't love me. It's just that you love Ninny more and then you have to realize 'yea I'm back with my husband again'.
Haha! I certainly hope I don't cross the threshold of creeper too far!