20:00 Monday... I really hate that I don't really have the time to pour my soul into my blog lately. I miss being able to think things through by putting the words in print. It just occurred to me though that a lot of that stimulation is also tied up in my running. I am so pumped to get up early in the morning that even though it sounds tough when the alarm first goes off I really am anxious to get up and going. I love little Matty to pieces and I would (and God willing will) do it all over again someday but it is so nice to finally feel normal again. I guess I'm just not the ideal pregnant gal. I guess Matt could have told you that already. Running makes me feel more intelligent. Sounds odd doesn't it? But I am not typically very retrospective so when I have that brief moment early in the morning before anyone else (and I am serious about anyone else!) is up it gives me a chance to think about my life and what we are doing and where we are going and how much my life and those in it mean to me. Maybe I am just really responsive to all the endorphin energy that you can get from running or something...

Well, I better see what little Matty is up to... I hear him whining to Grandma and it's almost bedtime... Catch up with you all in the morning!

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07:23 Tuesday

So I got up at 3:50 and had a great 3.5 mile run and then crept onto the scale. Yuck. Let's just say I had a significant gain. It will be okay. Matty says it's just water and all so hopefully by next weigh in I will have compensated for it and lose an extra pound this week.

I need to get to work... I think I will try blogging more at night.