I’m more than halfway through my pregnancy with my third child. It won’t be long before we meet this precious new member of our family. I’m over-the-moon excited and my pregnancy hormones are coming on strong! I’m dreaming. I’m nesting. I’m IN LOVE. This time I don’t know the gender of the baby. I knew with both of my boys by now. When my husband first suggested that we shouldn’t find out the gender this time I laughed. I thought he had to be kidding knowing that patience is not one of my strong points. Though my kids are working on that with me. It turns out he was dead serious and after he did a great job romanticizing the moment of him and I in the delivery room hearing the magic “It’s a ……”, I agreed to wait. To my surprise it hasn’t been as hard as I imagined. A lot of people have said to me that they couldn’t wait because they are planners. I get that, although, I think I’m a planner too. But I suppose when it’s your third little one there is not a lot to p
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