lazy is my only excuse ...

so, i may be the world's laziest blogger! sorry. life has been moving along, moving along. here's a recap.

well, i'm pregnant! i know i've had my turn on here wondering about how i fit into the role of motherhood, but my perspective has changed ... well, "matured" is probably the better word. i'm growing up! it was like i always knew there was going to be a time when i was "ready" to take on that next step, and i was just waiting for that moment to happen. and it did. surprise. people are always saying that you can never be ready and that you should just go for it and have a baby, and don't wait, but i firmly believe in waiting until you're ready. i knew it would happen for me, and i wasn't let down. i just know myself best. it was like my brain grew a new layer or something, the "i'm ready for parenthood" layer, and i just knew.

it always bothered me when people think that parenthood should come within a certain timeframe, for example, within a couple years of being married. like, be married for one year, and start trying after that. "how long have you been married? 8 years?? hmmm. um, soooo, why don't you have kids yet?" only one person has actually said that to my face, left me boiling mad, but i have to say i've sensed it in other people's thoughts, too.

really, what does number of years of marriage have ANYTHING to do with when a couple should have kids? seriously. what?

age, i can kind of see because there is such thing as a biological clock, eggs get old, etc. but years being married?? so ridiculous.

another high: our house! i love our house. it is so fun. remember playing house when you were a kid? it kinda feels like that. guess it took living in a real house to get to that. some people say when they first get married it feels like playing house, or when they have their first baby. whatever way it is for you, it is so much fun, right? who knew i could enjoy doing dishes, ever?? that having a spotless kitchen sink is a must at all times? that's how i knew this house thing was fun, when i liked doing dishes just to see a lovely clean sink.

and Sam has been the most amazing husband ever doing all kinds of work around the house. from painting to re-wiring electrical, from fixing sprinkler heads to laying down sod, from drilling and sawing to refinishing yard sale furniture finds, he just makes me fall in love with him all over again with every new project he takes on. what a man.

third biggest high recently: working from home. i love being home. i love having the freedom to fit in work whenever i want to during the day, i.e. being productive in spurts, and do whatever the heck i want. it's a rough life, i know. i bet things will change drastically when the baby comes, but i'm enjoying things while i can and have high hopes to keep things happy even when i do have a baby to take care of. we'll see, i guess. i could just be setting myself up for a gigantic meltdown ...

anyway, i will try to blog more often. for now, i will leave you with a TV ad that makes me cry, CRY, everytime i see it. is it the preggo hormones? or did you cry, too? maybe it's because i love my grandparents so much, or maybe it's because little kids and old people are the two cutest things ever and put them together creates the perfect recipe for making women cry?