I swear, this will not turn into a mommy-type blog with baby photos plastered everywhere.
She's as close to a child as I'll ever have, so I hope she turns out well.
I haven't slept and it's 7:00am. I couldn't sleep, I just tossed and turned and my mind ran a mile a minute; if only that counted as exercise.
I'm off to my grandmother's house to make fleece blankets for The Boy's family. I hope they like them, I kinda suck at sewing.
But, it's the thought that counts, right?