If I ruled the world....

...I would be able to take off until the baby's born.

...I could hire people to do all the things I have deemed 'necessary' to my house before Madison's arrival.

...gaining six pounds in two weeks would be considered normal.

...the McDonald's down the street would sell Shamrock Shakes.

...All of my students would behave AND do all their work.

...Bogey would stop barking at me for no reason.

...I would get a good night's sleep sometime soon.

...the laundry fairy would pay my house a visit.

...Morgan would be the best behaved child there ever was.

Ahhhh...maybe someday.

Life is definitely about to change....

I have 8 weeks (7 weeks and 6 days if I have her on the 3rd), and life as we know it is about to change. I shouldn't say that... life has already changed. I am sitting here in an airport waiting FOREVER for my connection, and I am already contending with not one, but two children. To be honest, Morgan is being an angel.... it's the not-yet-ready-to-be-met darling daughter that's giving me the problems this trip. I'll tell you, you certainly move a little slower when carrying around 500 extra pounds, not to mention the oh so fun contractions that seem to pop up anytime I do anything remotely active. Fun times. I wonder which child will prove to be more headstrong? If it's Madison, I'm done for!