It was great to see family, but also very nice that some of our friends from KC could make it!
At 20 weeks now--halfway there! It seems like I've been pregnant forever and this point and there are still 20 more weeks to go. I'm sure time will fly by--especially with baby showers coming up and the holidays! I have my first (well, second...some friends surprised me in Chicago) baby shower this weekend. I'm really excited and cant' wait. I think it will be so fun!
We are moving on into the 2nd trimester with our baby lime. The rumor is that you are suppose to start feeling better and have all this energy in the 2nd trimester, but like we said...rumors. I thought I'd turned a corner, but the sickness still looms and this weekend I've been exhausted! So--based on information I heard about baby girls causing more sickness--I'm calling it now. I think it's a girl. Mike Rose, of course, is still holding strong with his thought that it's a boy. Guess we'll just have to wait until September to find out.

I love California. I miss California. I think I'm a California girl at heart. Mike likes it a lot also. We know we'll be back (probably later this year) one day soon. It's too bad that its so darn expensive to live out there. But we're saving and we still plan to have our little beach bungalow one day!
Now, back to reality...anyone tried Domino's new American Legends? Delicious.

Yesterday was such a nice day! I wish it was the sign of things to come, but we know there is more winter in store for us. UGH. Anyway, we took advantage of the weather and went to Forest Park. It was packed! Zoey enjoyed the long walk and barking at the ducks in the water. I tried to get back into running and lasted about 2 songs. It's definitely going to be a long process building back up to a long run! We thought we were really booking it and then we looked down at Zoey and she was walking fast--not even really running. That made us feel good :)
Today was a good day.
Something you all probably don't know about Mike Rose: The man loves animals...mostly the ones in danger.
Beginnings are scary.
Endings are usually sad,
But it’s the middle that counts the most.