It's been 2 months since I last wrote. Dang.
When I last wrote, Baby J had just taken his first steps. Seems like years ago. Baby J is now running around like crazy, proclaiming he has arrived everytime he catches your eye with a loud, "Hey!!!!"
He is outstanding.
This time of the year if not my favorite. I hate the holidays. They always come with so much drama surrounding DH's family, mostly just my MIL. DH usually works the holidays and she doesn't understand that DH also has my family to visit in the short amount of time that he has on those days before he heads off to work. It's a frusterating situation. At some point between the beginning of November and the end of Decemeber, I will end up crying at least twice. Awful.
A big thing about the holidays with us, is that we are SO broke, and it is SO expensive to buy for everyone in the family. In fact, last year, MIL agreed that all the adults would only buy for children and no one would buy for each other, since apparently everyone else was also low on cash. Turns out, everyone still bought gifts for one another anyway. I sat there, holding Baby J while DH was gone at work and they exchanged gifts in front of me. I was really embarassed.
This year we are trying to convince both my family and his to do a white elephant gift or to draw names during Thanksgiving. At least this time if the same thing happens, DH will be with me and I won't be looking stupid alone.
We are leaving on our first real trip with Baby J next week. We are going to visit DH's dad and his family across the country. I am excited to get away from here for a while. I am also nervous and embarassed because I have gained so much weight since the last time I saw them - about 50lbs. Really embarassing.
