I just thought I write a little something since it's been awhile since I've updated. Nothing much different around here. I'm sick of school, my husbands never home, I don't like being a single mom, I'm in a lot of pain related to the pregnancy, basically I'm just feeling down about life.
On the up side of things, we get to find out what type of baby we are having next week, I already know it's a boy but just like the last 2 times no one believes me.
Liam can write his own name but won't do it. I was watching him play with a magnadoodle and he wrote perfectly L I A M. I've asked him to do it again and he refuses.
Harry's going through the tempermental twos, the slightest thing will set him off and someone better be there to offer a hug and his rocking chair.
I'll try to let everyone know after the ultrasound that I was right.
