.the wait is over.

At least for us...

after three years of marriage (well nearly, and close enough that I'm counting it), the Hoffman's are expanding their brood, or starting it however you look at it. We are non-the-less stoked, if not a bit paranoid after a miscarriage in March. So there it is...

13 weeks and growing (you don't get a face shot because I'm currently growing a mullet). We should be seeing this kid sometime around January 28th.

When I found out the second go around I couldn't sleep, I guess that's what I get for taking the test right before bed. But after you loose something like that it really hits home at how much you wanted it in the first place. It's been great having that desire push me through all the worries and fears of becoming a mom, because now I know what I really wanted to begin with.

I'm finally feeling less sick and the thought of food isn't as repulsive, and I'll be honest I haven't really even been that sick (No emergency trips to the bathroom or anything). So sorry to all you ladies that were super sick, especially during the whole thing. If I had to sum up these first three months it would be: starving all the time and not wanting to eat. I've been living on a diet of lots of fruit, toast, and a little bit of meat. The funny thing is all I've really wanted was just a plain deli sandwich, but since deli meat is off limits unless it's warmed up, that's been a no go. Oh well, blueberries have been keeping me going, and I'm looking forward to what the next 3 months will bring!