Be it ever so humble...There's no place like home

Well, we're back...and I see that Emma and Casey didn't manage to get out of the back yard. Of course it's probably due to Jimmy and Jere's regular feeding schedule. Now that we're back I actually feel sorry for the dogs. Makes me wonder how well we'll do taking care of a baby. Of course when I say we I really mean Carmen. After all, she's to blame for being in the family way.

We picked Max up from the spa...I mean, Betty and Judy's. He's in for a big shock too. He has to go back to being a dog.

We sure miss Brandon and Stephanie. Spending time with them was probably the best part of the whole trip. That week went way too fast.

On the baby front, Carmen still isn't showing; however, she's still losing weight. (As for me, I went hiking, swimming, climbing, and starving a couple of days on the way home and I lost a total of ONE WHOLE POUND from before we left on our trip. Aaaaaaaaaaarrrrggg!!!)

My before and after photo...sigh.

We tried Brandon and Stephanie's Doppler baby heart detector, but we never heard a sound--not even the placenta. Brandon on the other hand is a regular OBGYN with the thing. He found the twins in 5 seconds flat. It was really cool to hear those little babies in there puttering away. Poor Stephanie though. I'm convinced that she'll have her hands full when they come, seeing as they will appear right in the middle of the NFL playoffs.

Our baby's first onesie.

All of us are still waiting to know the sex. Brandon and Stephanie plan to paint their room according to the gender. That's so sweet. On the other hand, we plan to teach our child how to appreciate things the way they are...it's a good life lesson for the child and it saves money and back muscles in the long run.

We do plan to change the arrangement of the back two bedrooms, though. Seeing as Carmen hasn't approved of any of my ideas for letting the child sleep on the floor or in a clothes hamper, I guess we're going to have to buy some furniture for our bundle o' joy. This means that the "guest" bedroom will probably become the baby haven. If this happens, all future guests will have to sleep on air mattresses in the living room. Seeing as we have guests infrequently, this will not be too much of a problem. I just hope that she doesn't plan to get rid of the the TV in there. The baby and I will still need a place to play video games on the X-Box. (I still think we should always refer to the child's room as a "guest" bedroom. I don't want the kid(s) getting too comfortable around here, you know.)

But all of that can be decided later...but not too much later...I'm not moving all of that heavy stuff on my own and I don't want Carmen complaining about being too pregnant. After all, marriage is still a two-way street--with no HOV lane. And besides, I'm just too lazy.