My luck still hasn't turned around... I'll give you some examples why...

Took my new one week old car to get some extra gears installed at the dealership.  At pickup, realized a NEW SCRATCH!  WTF.

Olivia wakes up randomly at 3AM with urticarial hives all over.  No offending foods given.  WTF.

S, for the first time since I have known him, can't shake a cold in 48 hours.  It's been a week and he is still coughing. WTF.

These are only inconveniences I know, and I gladly take them over any real catastrophe.  I'm just saying that my new lucky purchase perhaps hasn't quite panned out...  Well I love it all the same anyways.

In the meantime, we are knee deep into my favorite month.  There isn't a hint of chill in the air.  I need a sign, some hint of autumn yet to come.

22 weeks and counting.  My second pregnancy is trudging along.  I have gained about 15 lbs, give or take a few.  I look and feel so. much. bigger.  I don't even glance at my skinny jeans, while stubbornly trying not to buy any new clothes for this final and last pregnancy (yes pretty sure).  I try to imagine our life with another baby, so far, it's still surreal.  It seems that Olivia takes up every extra nook and cranny of our days.  I try to imagine her as an older sister, and tear up.  It's hard to imagine loving anyone THAT much.