Nothing to report. Nothing interesting happenening. I am trying not to chart obsess.
We are getting ready to cut a x-mas tree down this weekend. The house must be CLEAN in order for me to bring a tree and decorations into it. LM is SO into Christmas this year.
I am beginning to obsess that when we get pregnant, it will be a boy and I will need to grieve never ever having a daughter. Even though this is torturous, I think it is a good sign because it means I am hopeful that we will have another baby. Does that make sense?
Am I fucked up or what? 🙂