When I found out I was expecting my third child less than three months after giving birth to my second boy, I cried. For real. Not because I didn’t want any more children, I did. But, although my pregnancies are healthy I’m miserably nauseous and the memory of the previous one was entirely too fresh.
Are you on to me yet? I left my camera downloading cord thing at my sister’s house last week. Hate me. Hi, Ima Dork. I’ve been making due without it but I cannot wait to show you the next installment of the tour, the most fantastic goodwill find EVER and I even have a small number of tassels and garlands to list. It’s in the mail, thanks to Emily.