The past eight years go a little something like this...
We fall in love our last year of nursing school. We get engaged. We graduate. We start our first jobs. We buy a house. We get married. We welcome our first baby...a dog baby, Otis. Matt finishes graduate school. We buy our second home and move to the country. And what are the next two logical steps, my friends? Pregnancy and a blog, obviously.
We are anxiously awaiting the arrival of our sweet baby girl, due on June 5th. We will see when she decides to make her appearance. Perhaps on auntie Joy's birthday (June 4th) OR maybe even auntie Bri's birthday (May 16th). Sorry auntie Alicia, November 30th is out of the question. Maybe next time.
Regardless of her birthday, we are so excited to meet her! As is Otis. I think that's what he is telling me anyway when he is frantically sniffing around the nursery and putting every possible baby item into his mouth. Otis continues to live his life with his age (seven) being only a number. This could be interesting.