Because I said so

Sometimes when I am bored and un-enthused I blog search Today's blog search led me to this wonderful discovery It's not kindergarden it's kindergaten! The first kindergarten in Hungary was founded on May 27, 1828 by the countess Theresa Brunszvik in her residence in the city of Buda under the name of Angyalkert (Angel garden). I'm glad I found this out before becoming a mother. Thanks to The Felter Family

Instead of the typical "baby book" that I have already started to make for my child, I will alternate non eventful days with letters to her, like what I was thinking about her, what she was doing, how she looked and of course I will have pictures :) I got this idea from a blog I just passed by La Buena Vida and I was really inspired. All I have to do is buy another baby book for her, I have all of the materials. This time I think I will buy a spiraled one so the book will have some room to breath with all the things I plan to glue and stick in it. That just made me think of going to the bookstore and hanging out in the maternity section, just to get some knowledge and a new scene... yeah... but not with this hair. I have to wait till this weekend to see if I get enough ends to get these ends clipped or better yet, get some micro's. But it may be too early for the micro's. I should wait until the baby shower September 24 so they will be fresh. Then mayb

It would seem that since I am knocked up and out of work that I would be talking to you guys a whole lot more but the only things on my mind are baby related. I feel like no one would care about my and my pregnancy stories because quite frankly, when I wasn't pregnant, I didn't care about yours. A good journalistic male friend of mine said he would rather hear about my pregnancy stories than my relationship stories lol, so here goes: Pregnancy Scares Woe to the easily queasy mothers who can't stand to change a diarrhea diaper (Lisa) or who would later throw up at the sight of bright pink and never ending baby throw up (Lisa) As I embrace the lessons that I learn from my 18 month veteran roommate Lisa, I count down the days to which I will be held responsible for my own little snot nosed rascal My Godson has so much character, much like his parents, that I sometimes dread to see the monster-piece that he and I have created But other days I am overly exc