My Week + A Baby Birthday

I'm just getting over being sick with wretched bronchitis. VERY sick. Thanks to my super husband-o, Mom and Dad, I'm on the mend and feelin good! However, one thing stuck. Something I am a wee bit embarressed about. And it goes a little something like this: me, on my computer, with earphones, watching Secret Life of the American Teenager on hulu.com. I don't drink coffee, I don't smoke and I've never tried a drug in my life, but I found my crack. Secret Life is my crack. At first, I chalked it up to my being on my deathbed, but now I realize I have forged a bond with this cheesy, awful display of acting, and I won't rest until I've watched all previous seasons. I find myself thinking, Gosh, to be 15 with a baby! I hope that never happens to me! My parents would kill me! Then I snap back to reality and realize I'm married. And I'm 26. And my parents and in-laws would LOVE if we had a baby! All in good time. And while we don't have a baby of our own just yet, there is a beautiful little girl in our life turning two today.

My adorably sweet goddaughter, Isla, is what you imagine a little girl to be like. She's pretty perfect. I wish I could be there today to celebrate the anniversary of such a wonderful world debut and squeeze a hug or two, or fifty, out of her. Happy Birthday little beauty, Aunt Katie loves you!