Christmas carols + Hallmark = crying pregnant lady

That would be me. Send a girl who's 20 weeks, 6 days pregnant into Hallmark with Celine Dion's Silent Night playing in the background into the Hallmark "thinking of you" section and you'll get tears. Guaranteed. The odds were stacked against me.

And every sweet little card with a little sweet black and white photo of a child got me going. I could have spend $300 on cards today, that's how many touched my heart to the core. Oh, include all the cute Baby's First Christmas ornaments I saw... There's the sweetest one, I think it was Piglet and Pooh with a tiny unopened gift in the snow. The message was totally precious, like "the best things come in small packages". Everything was presh (that would be Hil-speak for precious, or should I spell that "prec'"?)

I just have to cry when I think about how awesome next Christmas will be with my little baby. I literally tear up when I see the candy cane striped onesies OR the adorable reindeer fleece snowsuit. As if we need that in 70 degree Dallas Christmas weather. Oh, and when I think about baby's Christmas pictures... so many options, and I'm going to have to make the child do them all. Get tangled in a web of Christmas lights? Yes. Be stuffed into a red stocking? Yes. Wear the same little Santa suit I wore when I was a baby? Abso-f'in-lutely! Wear a reindeer snowsuit posing in a forest? Why not? You can't go wrong. Oh, and the kid MUST go see the Northpark mall Santa. He's the best. In fact, I'm certain I can dig up the pic Alex and I have with him. In our little candy cane 80's turtlenecks to boot. Niiiice.

Allright kids, tomorrow I'll post the baby's gender. Gotta tell my girls at school before throwing that out into cyberspace. :) Stay tuned!