First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes baby in the baby carriage.

Here I sit 39 weeks and two days pregnant wondering when this little bundle of joy will decide to burst into the world. I guess I should dial it back as yet again, it’s been awhile since I’ve written: we got married, we found out I was pregnant, we moved into our house, here we… Continue reading First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes baby in the baby carriage.