I didn’t tell you earlier but Steve, Sarah and I are pregnant! With a new Smith family member!
We will “give birth” around midnight tonight to a five-year old, 6-pound girl doggie. (Midnight is when Steve is arriving from the faraway place where he had to go to pick her up.)
Even though it’s a school night, I will get Sarah up right before Steve arrives so that the three of us can welcome this newest Smith member to our family together.
We’re all a little bit nervous. A lot excited. And a little sad, since tomorrow is the one-month anniversary of Snowy’s passing.
In fact, this morning was the first time I could get up the courage to go out to his grave since the day we buried him. I stood a while. And cried. And smiled. And remembered.
I’m hoping Snowy doesn’t actually turn over in his grave at the thought of being replaced by a GIRL! (Let’s not tell him, okay?)
The three of us are really pumped about the thought of having pitter-pattering little feet in the house once again. It’s been a lonely four weeks around this dog-less Smith home.
The whole story (and I’m sure lots of pictures) will follow tomorrow.