First Day.

It's funny how fast time flies. I feel like we just moved to South Carolina, and yet we've been here nearly six months. For those of you who don't know, Brent and I are in the process of buying our first house. We're very excited about it, but it's really astounding how much can happen in one short year.

Flash back one year: Brent and I were approaching our wedding day, December 15th, and we were both still college students. Over the course of this year, we've gone from college to new professions (teaching and engineering), moving three states away, expecting our first baby, and buying our first house. Wow, time has flown past me like a leaf on the wind.

Not that I consider all this change a bad thing, necessarily. I just feel slightly breathless. The baby is the one thing that is mostly on my mind: will I be a good mother? is he/she healthy? what will she look like? The questions are innumerable. I don't think I will fully understand how it feels to be a mother until he or she is in my arms for the first time. From what I know of my own parents, and my husband's, I have no doubt that we will love this child immeasurably. I try to imagine how that will feel, but it's like Paul said in 1 Corinthians: "For now we see through a glass, darkly, but then face to face." I can't wait for face to face.

I guess I should stop rambling and get to whole point of this blog in the first place. If you are actually interested enough in our lives to read it, then I thank you for your patience. I'm writing, practically, to update those, near and far, on how our lives are progressing (baby, house, whatever changes happen to come).

As far as the pregnancy goes, I am actually doing better. I had been experiencing unbearable morning sickness on and off all day for the last six weeks or so. However, as I approach 10 weeks tomorrow, I am feeling more energized, less sick, and strangly, less pregnant. Which leads me to my next point: the baby bump. Or the lack thereof, anyway. I thought when I became pregnant that I would magically transform somehow. Strangly enough, to my surprise I am actually thinner than ever after 10 weeks. Which, by the way, I think is a cruel joke of nature, especially knowing that it's all about to go. :) But that's ok, as long as it's replaced by my sweet little baby.

I couldn't be more blessed.