The number three.

Some of you may have noticed that I've had three blog posts every month. I cut it pretty close in January but I finally did get three posts up on the 31st. I know, February's nearly over and here I am on only my first post of the month. Don't worry, I plan on at least three. It's not that I don't have things to blog about. I have a whole list of things on my fridge and calendar. I just can't seem to find time to sit down at the computer without one of the boys coming and peeking their head around my shoulder until we're nose to nose and they're asking me to do something. I'm sure you're thinking, "What about after you've put the boys to bed?" My answer to that is, that's usually when I go to bed as well. Seriously, I've been in bed around nine o'clock almost every night this week. Now, you may be wondering where I'm even going with this whole thing. It all ties in with the title of this post. The number three. I'm pregnant. Little Holmstead number three is on his way. I had my first doctors appointment this week. I'm 11 weeks along and due September 8th. Anyway, that's the news!!




Isn't that cool!? I've never had an ultrasound so early. It was fun to see the little heart beating. We're excited about our little peanut.