finding balance again

Last week at this time we had just arrived home (thank goodness safely! ) from a last trip before I get all pregnant and have a baby. We took my in-laws to Disneyland and spent some time at the beach. Yesterday we had our first snow in the valley, even though it didn't stick, and looking at the pictures from last week is keeping me warm. The smell of the first fire in our house makes me happy, but in the back of my mind I know how long winter will last. Its only fun through the holidays, then it just gets depressing. I will try to get some yoga and walking in this week and breath in all the good air.
I also just finished making some sewing stuff for a lady in my neighboorhood as a thank you gift. I will be taking pictures and posting. I hope you all have a good Sunday. With all I usually need to do, Sundays are not that relaxing. Here's praying for peace in my house. :)

Can't believe I'm here

So maybe my first post should be all-out earth shattering, but really I just need somewhere to put all those thoughts running through my head. Who really knows what journey I'm taking here, but maybe the reasons one starts things can morf into something bigger.
Currently I am in my almost 9th week of pregnancy with my third (and probably last) child. I don't feel good. I just keep thinking I only have 4 weeks left of this feeling. It will be worth it. (Hear that positive self talk?) My husband seems to have sympathy pains, because he is just as unmotiviated as I am to do anything.
My 2 boys, ages 5 and 3, are in preschool so I get some one-on-one time with each every other day. This saves me from an all out breakdown. They are totally cute when they aren't biting or punching each other.
Wednesday Eli created his first sewing project. He begged me to buy him a flat quarter of some Halloween spiderweb fabric. I really didn't know if there would be any follow-through there, but I set him up originally with a needle and some thread. His stiches were straight, but very far between, so when I felt a little better I stood behind him on the sewing machine. Let me just say I'm so proud. He's not even a little out of control. He presses the foot so steadily its like he's done it forever. ( I used to teach sewing lessons to ages 5-12 and believe me when I say control is key.)
Well, I've got to get lunch and a kid off to school. TTFN