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Happy Bithday to Me

Yep, I'm 30. Congratulations Dad and Mom and especially Mom. You did a good job 30 years ago and I'm glad.

It's special being pregnant with my second today. I thought about my mom this morning and how she must have been feeling today 30 years ago. She already had a 6 year old and although she had 8 months to get prepared for me I was not planned. But, thankfully I was definitely wanted. And Dad, he was probably hoping for a boy :-) but so happy with a girl. I'm hoping for a boy, too.

Phil and I are going with our neighbors, a couple our age from Holland, to a restaurant tonight. It's a Hot Pot restaurant which is really fun to do with another couple. It's the same idea as the 70s fondue pots. You have a boiling hot pot of spicy soup in the middle of the table and you add what you like - super thin slices of meat, veggies, noodles, tofu - I really like it. Plus it's a great way to hang out with friends. We really like our neighbors but we've never just gone out with them. It should be a lot of fun.

Yesterday I felt a little sick off and on during the day. I told Phil that this one must be a boy because I really feel differently from with Maddie. That would be so cool and weird at the same time. I can't imagine having a boy!

Well, Madeleine is calling me...Mamaaaa, Mammaaaaa, Mammaaaa

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