Yesterday was the date in my pregnancy with Peanut that he was born, so I'm now more pregnant than I've ever been. Six and a half more weeks to go! Hubby has a boat load of special details lined up over the next couple of weeks to help with expenses while I'm on partial pay during my parental leave. (I don't have enough vacation time to get full pay this time.) He keeps joking that I need to wait at least 2 more weeks before going into labor so he can work his scheduled hours. Of course, we're really hoping this pregnancy goes to full term.


Peanut's pictures from daycare are in! He looks so cute. He has a goofy face in one of the poses, but the others are adorable. I'm glad we're finally getting happy pictures instead of ones with tears.

I talked to Mom late last week. She actually called me to wish me a happy Mother's Day and see how everything is going. She's still a mess and is doing the gasping breathing thing, but I'm happy she wanted to call. We had a decent, but short, converstation. I hope they get her on the right combo of meds soon or that the depression and anxiety start to burn themselves out.

I had a really nice conversation with my aunt. She also called to with me a happy Mother's Day and wanted to know how we all are. She said she wished I was hers so she could come for the birth. She's been like a surrogate mom for me (she took care of me as an infant when Mom was institutionalized back then). I'm so lucky to have her and Stepmom in my life. I told her to come anyway, that we'd love to have her. I hope she does.