Last Thursday...

was an eventful day. I started the day out with my friend and neighbor Kandi, yes that is her real, full, name. Anyway, she asked if I wanted to go with her to a card making workshop. I was super excited to go to one that I didn't have to do any work for. I used to do these myself but it was too much of a hassle, so I quit. Well, I really wanted to go, but Rick was expecting me to clean the entire house, top to bottom, because I was going out of town for a girls weekend. So, I thought about it and said screw cleaning, I'm gonna make cards! So we went and I was pleasantly surprised. We made 5 baby cards and they were adorable. We had to hurry home so I could be home for when the boys got home from school.

From noon until 1, I was frantically cleaning the house. I thought, for a split second, maybe I shouldn't have gone to the workshop. My house had a lot of work to be done and I needed to head for my first Dr's appt. I did what I could to the house and then took all the boys to my other friend's, Marie, house and went to the Doctor.

The doctors office was filled with pregnant girls. I felt a little weird being associated with all of them. I was from California, and being pregnant here, in Utah, seemed like no big deal because EVERYBODY is pregos here. I wished I was back in Cali. I must be emotional because I almost started crying. But, I didn't (I'm not that big of a wuss). They called me back and I had to do all the crappy "first visit" stuff, like get totally naked! Suck... At the end they did an ultrasound because I really had no clue as to when my last period was. They kind of looked at me like I was an idiot. Here I am, having 4 kids already, and acting like a 12 year old who doesn't keep track of her menstrual cycle. It worked out to my advantage though. I found out that I am 12 weeks and due in April. Crazy! I am practically 1/3 of the way done already. The baby was doing flips and waving it's arms at the camera. The heart beat was already going strong. I asked the doctor why the baby already had limbs (before he told me my due date). I was so surprised to see a real, formed, moving baby that didn't look like a peanut. He laughed and said, "That's what happens when your almost in your 2nd trimester...". I felt stupid. But it was still awesome. He said we could find out what the baby is, if we want to , my next appt.

So here we are, waiting for April 20, 2008, and wondering if we are going to have an Ace Vaughn or Van, or an Avery or Bella Marie..........