I thought I could hold off for a few more weeks without breaking out the maternity pants, but alas, they're in my closet, ready to to go. My shirts? Well that's a different story...I don't NEED them, but I'm so sick of sucking it in so I don't look rediculously weird in my normal shirts.
I'm 18 weeks and feeling great. I didn't show until past 20 last time, and I thought I'd get there again, but this baby has suddenly grown overnight. My due date in Aug 1st.
We've been so cautious about telling people because we don't seem to stay pregnant half the time. I miscarried before Porter, and again last summer. We wanted our kids closer together than they'll be, but we're just grateful we get another one! I'm excited to be pregnant in the summer again. There are tons of reasons to love it: No bending over to tie your shoes, your hair doesn't grow as fast, so shaving your legs happens half as often, and you get to take your baby out instead of go stir-crazy at home.
Yes, this time we're finding out what we're having, and I can't wait. It seems doubly exciting cause we haven't done this before! Any thoughts? We go back and forth each day, but mostly I think it's a _____(Insert gender here).

We've been waiting for this since before we were married, and I honestly don't know what we'll do with all the time we'll have together! This Ph. D entailed: 56 post-grad credit hours, 3 publications in peer-reviewed journals, and his final dissertation (all 161 pages). Evan has worked so hard on this, and he deserves everything life brings to him for all his efforts. He has never complained, and his body is worn-out, his mind is tired, and he has put off so many vacations, camping, fishing, and any sort of guy-time he's needed. I love you, Babe! Thanks for putting up with me this whole time. I'll make it up to you! 



















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