I'm sitting at my computer while my daughter plays on the floor under me. My son plays inside my belly, kicking my stomach and hiccupping frequently. Tinkerbell is flying around inside the television set behind me and the fish are still trying to find food from yesterday's feeding. I wanted to write. I have wanted so much to just write words and keep a journal again. But I know once I get started on a subject I tend to ramble on and on and I don't know what that will look like being nine months pregnant. At least I can start simple. I feel like my brain is mush or toddler-fied these days. I want to be able to relate to my daughter but not that much! So this is my first attempt at writing some thoughts down. Go easy on me, cyber eyes.