I find myself constantly asking Little G whether she wants a baby brother or a baby sister. 9 times out of 10 she will say baby sister. But, I'm pretty sure she doesn't have a clue what "baby sister" actually means. Tonight I asked her what we should name baby sister and she sat for a while and then said "baby sister". Clearly, it is not registering. That's ok. If we are lucky enough to produce a sibling for her, by the time that happens she will be older and better able to comprehend what is happening. Her little world will potentially be rocked. I am still on my kick to get my weight under control. I have started a new plan. I likely won't blog much about it here. I have been following it for a week and have been very successful. Motivation for me to keep going. Hmm, what else. Oh yes. I'm disenchanted with our home. Everywhere I look I see another project; it's like dollar signs flashing in front of my eyes. New bathroom fixture $$, New framing of the bathroom $$, chimney is decaying $$, new carpet needed on the stairs $$, new front door needed $$, window coverings for the back room $$, new windows and insulation $$. Our house is cute and little and was built in 1944. The wiring, plumbing and furnace etc have all been brought up to code, but it is a money pit. Money that we've had to spend on multiple failed cycles at the clinic, or on our successful cycle to Brno, or for the 9 months that H. was unemployed. Money we will be spending to go back to Brno for our final chance at expanding our family. Our house is the right neighbourhood though; one of those neighbourhoods where a contractor or much wealthier person would buy our home to knock it down and put up a modern monstrosity. We have a pipe dream of doing that ourselves, but I think it's time to be realistic. It's time to look for something bigger that requires less upkeep. Our mortgage is up next year, I think that would be perfect timing to find something else.