This week is visiting week for Accalia's ballet and tap classes, so last night the four of us went to see Accalia. She always likes the visiting days when parents and grandparents come to watch. It's also the day where we'll see pictures of their costume for the spring recital. After that, we pretty much just vegged in front of the tv for the evening. Well, Cory sat at the table trying to catch up on a pile of paperwork from the prison.

Yesterday I really didn't do much of anything. I took care of laundry, dishes and the kids, but otherwise I just sat and read. I had wanted something fairly mindless and entertaining, so I picked out this Nicholas Sparks book that had been sitting on a bookshelf for a couple years. It turned out to be a book that probably wouldn't be recommended for any woman expecting a baby. If you don't want it spoiled, don't read this next sentence. At six months gestation, the baby is diagnosed with a potentially life threatening condition and the mother dies after childbirth.

Anyway, it doesn't bother me during pregnancy to read things like that because I don't tend to get too upset about all of the potential what-ifs. When I was pregnant with Ella and reading Ina May Gaskin's "Ina May's Guide to Childbirth", I remember reading in her introduction to the birth stories section about how nearly every pregnant woman hears gory or scary pregnancy/birth stories throughout pregnancy and is told again and again how horrible labor will be and how much it will hurt. She then talked about a novella that Stephen King wrote called "The Breathing Method", so I had to make sure I read that right now. Again, it's not a story to read if you get freaked out about unhappy pregnancy/birth stories. But did you know that King has had several children born at home?

I'd better make this short. Accalia wants to play hangman and Ella has me feeding her imaginary food from Spiderman's hands.