When your life gets too uncomplicated...

Have another baby!

Thats what I did (am doing). Just a few months ago I told Richard that my life was getting pretty easy and uncomplicated-- predictable. A friend of mine (we'll call him N. Fisher, no... Nathan F.) told me that a Russian would never say anything like that out loud.

but it was true. And I really liked my kid and we had tons of fun together, and I understood her.

So, in the grand tradition of women, I complicated my life by getting pregnant again. Richard helped (so far he is the assists leader in this game), and here we are expecting numero dos (hah, I told Richard I would learn spanish someday). And while we are very happy (scared) and excited (anxious) and ecstatic (I'm a ticking time bomb), pregnancy also has its drawbacks.

Thanks to mom amnesia, I forgot how terrible the first few months of pregnancy are. I really like food, and while I ate almost constantly, it was empty of its usual gusto. I couldn't even bring myself to make a turkey on thanksgiving. We bought a Rotisserie chicken instead! Richard, however, was in husband heaven. We ate out a lot more, and I just wanted to watch T.V. every night and go to bed early. In fact, one night I was really excited because I had 4 hours of good t.v. viewing planned. And Richard can pretty much be as messy as he wants to be.

The hardest part of pregnancy so far this time around is dealing with my body. My body remembers ("I knew there was a reason I kept all that old skin around your tummy-- we know just what to do"). I have grown faster than I have wanted, and I feel more pudgy than pregnant. So, in light of my sensitive self esteem, I have to make the following cuts in people I spend time with.

If no part of your body spreads when you sit down, I can't spend time with you.
If the only part of your body that jiggles or bounces when you run is your chest, I can't hang out with you.
If you were born with "natural muscle definition" that you don't have to work on, then you are out.
If you are full after eating only a few bites of anything, or are satisfied eating the occasional scraps from your childrens plates, I will probably eat you because I am hungry all the time and amaze myself by eating as much as Richard, so out of self-preservation you should probably not hang out with me.
If you are Heidi Klum, you are definitely out of the "circle of trust"

There you have it.

So sometime around July 2 or 3 we should have a small human in our lives again. And all joking aside, we feel very blessed.