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I get the distinct impression that no one reads our blog... Well, no one that I'd like to be reading it (except maybe Paige... I think she tries to read it often... Thanks, Paige!) I guess I'd rather have no one than a bunch of stupid strangers who would feel inclined to leave their "anonymous" comments, because they lack the courage to reveal themselves... I don't even think Jeremy reads this unless I tell him to.

On a more happy note, did you notice the new ticker at the top of the page here?? (Well, that would require "you" to actually exist, now wouldn't it?) I think it's cool. Now I can tell everyday what's going on with little Jeremy Jr (or Jess Jr.. we find out wednesday!) Very neat stuff.

I bought some Palmers Tummy Butter yesterday (and the cutest onesie!) to fight the stretch marks trying to fight their way onto my belly. It's REALLY thick... like... ummm... like shortening! That's actually the texture of it. It's harder than butter at room temp, and I would say it even goes on like shortening (if you were to rub shortening on your belly, that is...) If nothing else, it smells really yummy... Like cocoa butter. Mmmmm... cocoa butter.... Anywhoo, hopefully it helps... Not that I'm anxious to save my "bikini worthy" belly for next summer or anything... But stretch marks are like the annoying cousin who is at every family gathering--you really wish they wouldn't show up, but they inevitably do, and always get center stage. If I were the bikini wearing type, that'd be the first thing people would see... Oh well. Thankfully, I'm not that type, but still..... who wants red/white/silver scar like lines all over their stomach!

I love being pregnant. :-)