Stuff is Now, Definitely Going On

Well... it's finally happened.  Yep.  I'm Pregnant.

I smell everything (not that that's unusual, anyway)... most of the time it's horrid, but occasionally it's glorious--like cherry tea.  Cherry tea is glorious.
At least I get a baby out of it this time.
Honestly, I feel like the most blessed person in the whole world.  I have been completely swept off my feet by the reverence and importance with which my husband regards parenthood.
Just a blurb about the beginning-ish:
He took me to the temple in Idaho Falls, same place where he formally asked me to marry him (he was so nervous that night, it was the cutest thing EVER), and proposed that we for real have a baby (we had been talking about it but not actually trying for real).  Then we celebrated by eating out at Barnes and Noble... I know, not the kind of place you would think to eat out, but it has a cute, European-style cafe that we love, and he was so excited--I just got a glimpse of what it will be like to have children with him, and it makes me weep tears of gratitude.

I also fell in love with him all over again when I saw how disappointed he was that I didn't get pregnant immediately after we decided to have a baby--it's adorable how optimistic he was!  And I mean that in a completely endearing way.  And I love how he's a stickler for making me take my pills.  It's sweet.

Anyway, Anton is convinced we're having a boy (who will be named Andre--a girl, we would name Katya).  He says he's the one who gets to pick the sex of the baby and he already picked boy... hehe.

Okay, so when I really think about it, Anton's being a nazi about pretty much everything... even how I'm going to have the baby, but I don't really mind, because I'm just happy to have a baby at all.

P.S. I am now a full-time teacher at the EICAP Head Start program.  I have my own assistant and everything!  They are a very impressive program--I'd send my kids there.  I feel so professional and legitimate.