Last day with my kids.

I may not have taught much grammar, but dammit, I was fun.

Graduated!

In eight weeks of pottery class, I made three pieces. Here they are! Bookends are for the baby's room. We're going with a nature/tree theme (at least that's where it's headed now). I'm very proud of my artwork. It's at least at a fifth grade level...

Feeling great.

Every day when I wake up and remember that my body is supporting and carrying our child I get the chills. I'm feeling great, and quite frankly I feel like I look damn great as well. At least I tell myself that as I assess the latest developments of cellulite and stretch marks. Maybe there's something to this pregnancy glow. Or it's just the hormones messing with your eyesight. Regardless, I think the changes are so beautiful, and although I freak out at times about "losing" my body, overall I have never felt better.

I just love being pregnant...but don't worry...I'm not going to go all "octo-mom" or anything. :)

Kick me!

I never thought I'd say this, but I love getting kicked in the stomach. I've been feeling the baby move, especially in the middle of the night, and it's just about the most amazing thing imaginable. It's like we have a special little moment together, and it's perfect. I'm falling in love.