well

I keep trying to write about Christmas, but I delete everything I write, because everything sounds cliche. I realized it sounds cliche because the day was cliche. It was the best Christmas since we've gotten married. So, nothing to report. Practically perfect in every way, from Asher playing in wrapping paper to my niece beating everyone in sight on her new Wii. The turkey was tender, the cinnamon rolls rose, and to all a good night.

Now it's over, December 26, and Asher has been playing with boxes all morning while we've been putting our house back in general working order. I don't know if it's nesting, or the next phase of moving in to our house, but I have recently become aware of how much we need to organize our home. I made a to-do list (as well as a to-buy list), and we'll work through it in time. But not today. January is for cleaning. December 26 is for movies and leftovers.

Speaking of nesting - you know it's the day after Christmas, right? And I am still pregnant. It looks like we may actually have another baby. I went in this morning to have an ultrasound, because I was bleeding a little. It's actually the third time I've been in for an unscheduled ultrasound, because I keep spotting. Not much, just enough to scare me. Today they finally saw why - it's just implantation bleeding, sticking around longer than normal but apparently very common. We saw our baby's hands and feet and even saw him/her swimming around a few times. All is well.

So that's all I have for today. With Christmas, with my family, with the new baby, all is well.