So I think I've got this color thing figured out...

But that's probably about it! For now anyway. Although I have had quite a bit of spare time today, which is very unusual for me. I'm usually pretty busy at work, but not so much today. Which is bad in the sense that I'm not being too productive, but good in the sense that it gave me the time to get this blog up and running. Something I've been meaning to do for quite some time, but just haven't gotten around to it. There was just no motivation to stare at yet another computer screen at home after I've been staring at one all day at work.

Speaking of work, one of my co-workers (who has also quickly become one of my good friends) just found out recently that she is pregnant. I'll call her Jessica here, which is not her real name, but easier than constantly referring to her as "my pregnant co-worker" or some other such phrase. I am so excited for her as is she since she called me the night she took the test and I'm positive she was jumping up and down on the other end of the phone. So since I found out I've been experiencing a wave of nostalgia for those days of being pregnant. Which was 4 years ago! Now that may not sound like a long time, but in "kid years", trust me it is. Which then makes me wonder if I'd be willing to go through all that a second time. Right now that answer is yes on some days, and no on others. And Jessica isn't helping matters since she thinks that it would be cool if we could both be pregnant together. Heaven help our other team members (they're all males) if that ever happened!

There was one day in particular where I remember thinking - "B (nickname for my son) would love to have a brother or sister. He's such a gentle soul and he'd make a great older brother. They would grow up together, be great friends, etc etc." That thought lasted until I got home, where I discovered he had wet the bed the night before (great, yet another load of laundry), a cup of milk from the previous night was wedged in between the sofa cushions (you can imagine the smell when I took the lid off of that sippy cup), all while B was pulling out the Sony Playstation so he could "play" a game (and he's already broken one of my favorite game disks so he knows the Playstation is off limits.) Then I started to wonder if I could handle this amount of chaos times 2 and quickly came to the realization that life is pretty good with just one child right now. And that's the way it's been for the past few years...every time I think we could probably handle another, something happens that quickly changes my mind. But now I have someone that I can tell all my crazy pregnancy and infant-hood stories to. Now there's something to be excited about!

Wow I just realized I wrote a stinkin' book here!