So the cat is out of the bag. Kacey and I are going to have a baby, which will most likely be human. Fingers crossed! It's either that, or a badass alien that will protect us from the invasion and eventual zombie apocalypse. A boy can dream, can't he?
In all seriousness, we are super excited and scared. I mean ready. Scready. This new development has sparked a need to thin out the stuff in our house that we never use. We're not going super minimalist, but each weekend we haul more crap out of our house. It has left us wanting to get rid of more. Kacey and I both hang onto things for years and sometimes decades because we feel guilty about getting rid of it. Sometimes I actually LOATHE a given object, but because it was given to me by a distant relative in 1993 I have to keep it. Well that is no longer happening in our house. We're cleaning up, cleaning out, and preparing for the literal and figurative shit storm that will be greeting us on September 15th, 2012.
Life changes lead to other life changes, and in that way a little creature then the size of a grape convinced me to stop making excuses about my nutrition. I want to be healthy for myself, but more importantly, I want to be healthy for my kid. The rest is white noise.