In a galaxy long ago and far away,
my husband promised that JBandMe would be a JOINT blog. That he wasn't just luring me to join his blog because I was a more faithful poster.
I think he posts like once or twice a year.
And I can't always post, as evidenced recently by our faithful readers.
So I apologize for the long absence, but really, if you have a bone to pick over this, call my husband.
He wasn't the one living in agony for the past 3 months because of a foreign organism growing within me.
No. It isn't cancer.
But he sure is being mean like cancer.
Most of you already know this, but for the 1 or 2 who do not, I'm pregnant again.
Yes. Again. The first pregnancy with my daughter about killed me (but not in any sort of interesting or noteworthy way--just boring old pregnancy crap), and yet I still agreed to go through it again. And we both want more than two kids. Adoption is looking pretty good to me right about now...
This week starts the middle 3 months of the pregnancy, which was my grace period the first time around. A time when life is relatively unhindered by being pregnant. So I may post a little more on this. But no guarantees. Unemployment runs out in October and I've got a job to find!
There's work to be done! Quilting to do! A baby to grow! A girl who's turning 2!