I want to try to blog more.  I want to remember this time in my life.  And look back on it and laugh at how very naive I was!  A friend of mine who is just about as far along her pregnancy as I am recently let me know that she enjoys reading the blog because it’s about the same things she’s thinking about right now, the same things that are going on with her.  I thought – I should blog more.  But who wants to read about what’s really going on with me – abdominal pressure, maternity jeans, upgrading my bra TWO sizes, stretch mark cream, bathroom issues, itching all over my yummy and everywhere else I am growing, my new body pillow, my anxiety about daycare and finances, what nursery furniture I am looking at, blah, blah, blah.  Ah well, I guess I can pick and choose the topics I think others might want to stay up on, and the things I might want to look back on, and leave out the gory details.  I can save the gory details for our personal catch up time.

A few weeks ago I looked at my first “corporate” day care.  It’s actually not, it’s not even a chain, but it is a large day care that has 2 infant rooms, a toddler room, 3 year old room, 4 year old room, and a kindergarten room.  It scared me.  I backed off for a few weeks.  But I’ve jumped back in. There was nothing wrong with it, it was just overwhelming. Last week I made probably 40 calls to home day cares.  Yesterday we looked at our first one.  This week we have 4 more daycare appointments – two with home day cares, and two with larger day care centers.  It’s such an important decision to make.  And it feels so very scary.