I think I’ve professed my love of cookies once or twice or three times on this blog.
But I haven’t made a single batch in about seven weeks. I just haven’t been myself.
I’ve been too busy puking.
Too busy sleeping (or anticipating the next moment when I can crawl back into bed.)
Too busy side-stepping four year-old concerns about why mommy is so goshdarn SICK all of the time.
But now she knows, and now you know too…
Baby Bingham #3 will be in my arms at the end of July.
I couldn’t be happier.