Curse the day Zuri puked into my laptop!

But I don't curse this face. I miss this face. And I miss blogging too.

Basically the last 7 weeks have consisted of adjusting to working again and learning how to become a teacher, and growing this LITTLE GIRL inside my belly.

LITTLE GIRL! what!? I was 150% sure that this little guy was a guy. And even still when I say my prayers at night and I'm going through my list of things to pray for, I always catch myself saying something like....."we pray that this little baby girl......or boy...... will develop fully, blah blah blah" haha. So, I'm thinking I still subconsciously believe its a boy. I was THAT sure she was he.

But in all honesty, I couldn't be happier about another girl entering our family. The thought of two little girls running around together and being there for each other the rest of their lives bring a very hormonal tear to my eye. Its what I wanted more than anything, and I guess I just didn't think I would get what I wanted. But I did! And we're thrilled to say the least! Bronson now says he wants all the rest of them (1 or 2 more or maybe 7) to be girls too...I wouldn't mind that either.

Speaking of Mr. Christensen... He's still out in LA. It sucks. No sugar coating this. We both hate it more and more each week and I can feel my self getting more resentful as time goes on. But I am pregnant, and this pregnancy short temper/impatience-ness was expected. I'm sooooo ready to all live under one roof again and it will probably be sooner rather than later. Hooray!

But I kinda hope you guys haven't forgotten about me. I wouldn't blame you if you have though. I have been M.I.A. for months it feels like, and Ive realized this is a somewhat common trend for me....I take a leave from reality and hibernate usually 4 months out of the year every year. Pregnant, or not. This, I guess, was my 4 months of hibernation and I'm ready to wake up and get up!