18 weeks, 5 days.

Well, there's all sorts of shockers. This year it started with 'Where's my period?' In January. It resulted with 'You're having a *********!' in March and today, it's a 'You're 18 weeks and 5 days.'

What's happening? 

I'm excited! I want that third baby (whose name has been picked out for, I believe) to stumble around with chubby feet around big brother and big sister. I see my two kiddos and just try to envision my third one. I wonder what this baby will be like and if we should just stop after this one. Or should we wait until they go to school and have a baby then, or what about adoption?! 

So many things and believe me, I just am so happy and shocked to be nearly halfway 'done' with this pregnancy. I am in the patient room waiting and digesting that I am further along in this game than what I believed when I checked in. I'm nearly 3 weeks further along than what I left off counting at! Three! 

What if they're wrong? Technically, they can be. I don't know the last menstrual cycle that I had. I know that it was in December, but that's all I could help out with. I know I was expecting Mother Nature during the second week, third (when I stressed out about not remembering) and then, nothing. So, I knew I was pregnant. I had a rough, I mean rough! first trimester and I am happy to report that this second trimester, well, it's much better than the last one. Of course, I have a ton more help with my kiddos (no reason to be exhausted... too much) and I know that factors in as a positive. Okay... I'm going off into whatever thought comes up. Forgetting that there may be a soul out there that may read this one day (*ahem* kids *cough*). 

So, the point of this? 

// I am happy to become a mama of 3. 

// 18 weeks, 5 days. 

// I'm pregnant!

// Oh! & to share some pictures, duh.