Hello September

We made it to September! No baby yet but now we now know that Troy will make the cut-off for starting school so we won't have to decide when he'll start school (in another 5 years). Does anyone else think of that? When I found out I was pregnant and the due date was September 5th, that thought crossed my mind. What will we do? Who will decide? Will we think he's the smartest kid ever and want him to start early? Well, now we don't have to decide. Both mine and Brian's Birthdays are after the Sept. 1 cut off (what did the cut off used to be) so we were young for our grades. T-man will be old for his class, we think!

On another note, I've resolved myself to the fact that he really likes his surroundings and does not seem to be in a hurry to come into this world. He just keeps growing!

Brian says my random thoughts about these types of things makes me special. My mom has always said I was special. I am not sure what their true definition of "special" is.

I also like September because it's my birth-month. I'm excited about sharing my Birthday with my son. I am going to have to teach him to share because I don't plan on giving up my Birthday for his. I am his mama! And, what a beautiful birthstone we get along with this month. Yay!

Lastly, I might be crazy but I'm signing up for a race next year - in Big Sur. Check it out. I figure I might as well sign up now versus waiting until the race closes and getting disappointed. This place is gorgeous!!! I mean, look at the photos of the scenery and the runners - you can't help but get excited about it all. At least it'll give me motivation to get back into running shape. I absolutely love visiting California. I can just picture myself crossing that finish line jumping up and down - it's gorgeous on Highway One! Of course, my running buddies know that my hopes are high that I will be able to leave our little one behind for a few days to take this trip. I'll provide an update on the same next year. Whew!



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