The big announcement

Well, I say. 122 responses. I am thoroughly blessed and David Ruis is but a distant memory.

On Friday night, my Hard Drive packed up, which was mildly frustrating, as I was going to be alone for most of the weekend, and long evenings stretched out in front of me, ripe for some serious surfing.

I surprised myself, however, by not being remotely bothered by the lack of net access. I played with my children during the day, got a bit of tidying done, watched some Doctor Who repeats, and felt thoroughly manipulated for crying again at the end of the last episode, did a ton of reading, and generally felt very chipper.

Temporal circumstances seem to be coasting towards a peak, which is always nice to realize and savour. And I suppose it would be only fair to share my news with you, dear, faithful reader.

So, the next few months, I'm going to try and resurrect the momentarily side-lined Proverbs 31 series, and I'm sure I'll have plenty to say about any number of other things. But this here blog will also contain the ongoing saga of pregnancy No.7.

Yep, that's right - we're expecting our fourth child, and you get to come along for the hormonal, joyful ride - well, as much as I get to write about. You never know, I might live-blog my labour... then again, it might not make particularly coherent reading.