Well, how totally slack am I? While there are so many in the blogosphere who manage to post at least semi regularly while also dealing with a dozen kids, four jobs and a collection of farm animals (possibly over stated - all though that Dugger woman seems to be online quite often) I can't even be bothered to get on here to post big news.
So, although every one who knows me/is a FB friend is already aware and I can't imagine who else would be reading this blog, I'm pregnant again. Home star's ETA is early summer. Yes, this is all the EDD you'll be getting. Don't even ask. Morning sickness has been much worse this time around which, I guess, serves me right for being so smug about it during Trogdor's gestation when I was hardly queasy at all. My main learning so far has been that vomiting hummous out of your nose at a bus stop in the middle of the night isn't even as fun as it sounds.
In other news, I'm replanting my garden, Spidermonkey has learnt how to throw a mean tantrum and Spidermonkey's dog just got a level in Dragon Age. I'm nodding at the last one like I understand it...
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