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Where did November go?

I know I've been pretty quiet lately. And I'm pretty sure as time goes on, the more spread out my posts will become. So many blogs begin and end like this. I was told that if I ever wanted to make blogging my job that I would have to post just about every other day of the week for about 2 years to be taken seriously.

I guess my heart's just not in it. I am not willing to work a job with no pay for 2 years to be noticed. I want people to read what I have to say and enjoy it. I want to write because I like it, and not because I'm working toward a goal to have so many followers. That being said, I do love it when someone posts a comment or clicks 'like' on my link. It just puts a smile on my face :-)

Nothing really is new over here, that's why I've been quiet. Life has slowed down a little bit (thank goodness!). We have actually managed to stay in the same state for the last month, and don't have plans to go anywhere until the end of next month. It has been really great to take a breather.

Mira is going to be 6 months in 4 days...how did that happen? I cannot believe we've had her for half of a year already. I feel like we just brought her home but at the same time I feel as though we've always had her in our lives. She eats pretty much everything now (as long as it's pureed), sleeps soundly, she's had her first (and second) cold this month, and she is getting more and more fun as the days go by. My heart grows with the love I have for her every single day!

I just started Weight Watchers, and am in week 3. I tell you what, this program is so easy and I have already lost 10lbs! I am overjoyed to see the scale weigh me in at 189 lbs and dropping...I haven't seen the "180s" since before Sam was born. I also can't believe I'm happy to be at this weight because I'd never thought I'd be this heavy to begin with. Back to back pregnancies will do that to ya ;-)

So there's my November update (I can't believe I've only posted once this month!)

And Happy Thanksgiving from our family to yours!



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