Today I am feeling so much like myself again that I think I'm about to burst into tears of joy...or more likely bust through the seams of my pants, but either way I am sure I'm heading into the best part of pregnancy very soon.  The last couple of weeks have been a bit rough, no a lot rough, actually close to hell, but I don't swear so I feel kinda weird saying that.  Yep, that's the closest you'll hear me get to swearing.  Except for when I feel like shocking Reas. Kidding...kind of. Anyway, we had this flu demon run through the house, knocking down every human in sight - except Lily.  I don't know HOW she avoided it, but I am incredibly grateful that she did.  Have you ever tried to catch baby vomit?  Fortunately, Lily has never thrown up, but I am very familiar with the process from my other babies.  It was always the same.  I could tell they were about to lose it, so I'd put the largest bowl in the house in front of them in hopes to contain the worst of it.  All the while, baby's head is thrashing about like "get that thing away from me!  It makes me throw up!"  It's really quite a lost cause, so I was so happy Lily stayed healthy.  We're all better now.  The weather has been amazingly gorgeous, and I feel like shouting from the roof tops.  I have to share this quote I recently read here.  It's quickly become one of my favorites.