I'm still waiting for my little girl to get here.My Dr is out of town this week and wont be back till Monday.I'm really tired of waiting but like its cool to think that I will for sure have Wendy by the end of next week. I'm taking this time to kinda get everything ready and spend as much time with Chris as I can cause I know we will never be 18 and have no kids again. Its great, and we have really enjoyed the three hr walks in walmart,lol we get to talk a lot and laugh at how I walk funny and how I cant help but want to eat everything I see.(Chris st oped taking me on the grocery side of the store.) I have to say Its not fair of people to tell you how great it is to be preg. I mean its great and beautiful in that you are a mommy and your holding a sweet life in you and keeping it safe. but when your over the toilet throwing up your guts or trying to shop and you have to make 500 trips to the bathroom or when your just trying to get some sleep and your back and legs and feet and everything hurts. you do not see anything beautiful or great or even good about it. But I guess thats what God ment when he seid "Pain in child bearing" he ment all 9 months.lol dont take it wrong I am blessed. Iv made it this far and I'm actually doing OK. my big sis,mom,dad,little bro. my father in law, mother in law are all keeping me busy. and making sure I don't get down. So I'm still waiting on Wendy but I'm not going crazy, Yet.lol I'm just going to be like so excited once she gets here.
Sara

chris and sara

Wendys papa, uncle Brandon, and daddy at papas 40th valentines day birthday party. Papa was hopins that she would come for his bday but she is taking her time.


Daddy and very sleepy momma waiting for a baby. We walked around walmart for hrs and went home and cleand up till 1am. It was fun but we were sleepy.

The baby bed for Wendy is all ready for her, now all we can do is wait and wait and wait. I hope it wont be too much longer.

Of Life, Love, and the Loss of Quiet Evenings

I've gotten to grow and mature alot as a person in the last year or so. I've gotten a "real job", quit my "real job", gotten married, bought my wife a car, moved out of my parents house, and then moved a hundred and fifty-seven thousand miles away from them (none of that necessarily in that order). But by far the thing that I've grown from the most would have to be finding out that I'm going to be a daddy.
It's the craziest thing in the world. Gone are the nights of, what do you call it? Oh yeah, sleep. Now it's, "Wake up! It's moving!", which you had better watch, feel, ohh, ahh, wiggle and giggle like your life depends on it, 'cause you're sleeping on the couch if you don't. I even have to help her into and out of my beautiful car, which I bought and fixed up when I didn't realize I was gonna be loading this much stuff in and out of it. And I have to make all the midnight runs for the craziest crap you can imagine... At first, I wanted to just so I could say that I had. Now I'm not real worried about it.
I now get to look forward to the long nights of trying to get the baby to sleep, worrying about it because it's actually being quiet, rocking it, helping feed it, change it, clothe it, change it, feed it, change it, and put it to sleep again. I'm sure I'll miss all the runs to the store "just to walk around", going to the movies "just because we can", and sleeping in on Saturdays "just because". But it'll all be worth it in the end.

-Susu (Chris)