Desta, You Got Some Splainin' To Do!

A few people have noticed the new poll and widget adorning the side of our blog. Funny story. I'm pregnant. Ok, so maybe it's not that funny, but, still, it's pretty cool. I'd just like you all to know how lucky you are that we are moving because if we weren't I'd still be keeping this a secret and lying through my teeth to all of you. I'm sorry if anyone felt out of the loop, but don't feel bad. Outside immediate family I only told two people (and that was to keep my head from exploding). I just couldn't bear the thought of moving away from all of our friends here without them knowing. Otherwise I would have held out on you until 20 weeks and one day. And you know I'm just stubborn enough to do it, and skinny enough to get away with it. I've already kept things under wraps for nearly a month (although I've suspected since the end of January). I also couldn't pass up an opportunity to put another poll up. I'm all about maximizing the capabilities of the blog, dontcha know.

So mark your calendars for October 3rd, if things go according to plan (which they better if this kid knows what's good for him, or her).

For all you women wondering how I got nearly 10 weeks into my pregnancy without knowing I was pregnant, there is a quick explanation: I have the easiest pregnancies in the world. The thing that finally tipped me off and made me go out and buy a test was I started waking up at 5 am to go to the bathroom, and if I coughed while I was laying down I got a really sharp cramp in my abdomen. Those are my definitive signs of pregnancy. You are all allowed to be extremely jealous. Just know that I plan on using my powers for good and having as many children as we can stand. And then probably one or two more, just for good measure.

I may or may not get around to Flashback Friday today. If I don't then it will be absent from this blog for a while, as I'm planning on packing all that stuff up tomorrow. So we'll see if Zoe (and my rigorous schedule) let me get it done. Zoe has at least two teeth coming in and has been making life miserable for everyone. Well, me. Between not eating, not sleeping very well, and the general grumpiness that accompanies teething, we have not been on the best of terms lately. Although when I've got her doped up on Tylenol she can be pretty fun. Still a little too whiney, but definitely more fun.