Much to Celebrate!

It seems the older I get, the more there is to celebrate. While all this celebrating makes my life at times quite busy, I know that means I am also quite blessed! Within the last three weeks, I have attended two baby showers and a wedding... and within the last three days, three babies have been born! Our friends April and Rob welcomed their little boy, Owen Riley, into the world on Saturday and Kevin's best friend, Matt, and his wife, Jana, got to meet their twins, Hayden and Holly, a little earlier than expected just yesterday! I am awaiting to hear any new news on the status of MiJean and Rodrigo's little boy too, who is due on February 10th. I am glad to see that my circle of friends with little boys is quickly expanding - little Woody will be guaranteed some friends! Also, last but not least, my cuz and BF, Sarah, and her hubby, Scott, are expecting in August, which I couldn't be more excited about! I am voting for a boy, for obvious reasons...

Last weekend, Vadsana, Woody, and I made the trek to glamorous LA for Carissa and Alvin's wedding - only to be greeted by not so glamorous rain. We seemed to have brought the bad weather with us. Luckily, it cleared just in time and the wedding and reception were beautiful!


Another thing to celebrate - since complaining during my last post that I had not yet felt Woody move, he has been determined to prove me wrong (as all the other significant men in my life seem to like to do). He has been wiggling and kicking and doing somersaults for a week now... I think he is training for the Olympics (and as his unbiased mama, I give him a 10). Today he let me know he was having hiccups for almost an hour - not so conveniently the same hour I was running group therapy. It was all I could do to stay focused. I feel like I am getting to know this little person that is sharing space with me - last week, I told Kevin with earnest that I love him already.... and then I promptly cried. There seems to be a lot of that going on lately.

Finally, this last week I celebrated my return to my pre-pregnancy weight. With all the nausea and vomiting, I went negative for awhile - although with the size of this belly, I would have guessed I reached that weight awhile ago...

Now, with all my celebrating, and reminiscing about celebrating, I am tuckered out. Time to celebrate the joy of sleeping...