Oh my!

I can't believe it's been over a month since I've written anything. December was crazy insane. The kid got the hand, foot and mouth disease, which is apparently a common childhood virus for which there is no treatment, so you just have to let it run its course. Which sucked. The rash on his face was horrible. His feet still have dry spots where he had the rash, and I feel like I lost a week of my life cooped up in the house because he was miserable. When baby is miserable, everyone is miserable. There were a couple of nights in there where no one got any real sleep because the kid kept waking up crying and wanting to be held and when he's sick like that, there isn't much you can do but hold him and hope he feels better soon.
We also finished the process of buying a house. We will close the end of this week.  It's all very exciting and we are in love, love, love with the new house. It needs some updating and some TLC but it is so, so awesome. We are just up the street from a park, it has a fantastic backyard that backs up to a creek, and the best part? SPACE! We are busting out of this townhouse we're in right now and every day I feel a little more boxed in. The new house has four bedrooms, 2 1/2 bathrooms and room for the kid to RUN! RUN! RUN! which is what he wants to do all the live long day. It's so fantastic that I don't even care that we're going to spend the first part of the new year packing and moving. Normally I hate moving. Will put it off and stay somewhere that I no longer like just because the moving process makes me want to stab myself in the face, but not this time. I feel very much like LETS GET THIS SHOW ON THE ROAD!
I've also hit a weird milestone. I'm now thinner than I was on my wedding day. I'm not sure how I lost those last few pounds and managed to lose not just those but a few more, but I have a feeling it's because my body finally got the memo that carbohydrates are now the exception to my diet instead of, you know, my entire diet for every meal. I'm keeping some secrets about how I'm keeping that weight off, secrets I don't want to write down or admit even in my own journal because doing that would mean I have to address the sickness that is an eating disorder (AGAIN!) and I'm just enjoying being under my goal weight so much that I don't want to look at how I'm keeping it off is kinda, sorta, sick. For the record, I am not barfing. I just felt the need to say that. But I am on the Starbucks diet. Healthy! I have decided that I'm going to start eating a pound of raw vegetables every day. This basically means I'm going to start eating a pound of baby carrots every day like I did for years. I am hoping this will snap me out of the love affair I'm having with my eating disorder so I can look it right in the face and tell it we're breaking up for REAL this time. Eating disorders - such abusive lovers.
In other big news this week, I'm going to turn forty. FORTY. It's so weird. I'm not one to get all worked up about my age, and I am not upset or sad or depressed or whatever, I'm just ... weirded out. I remember when my parents turned forty. That's pretty much when they both went insane. Good times! And the fact that I'm going to be forty really brings home the fact that if we're going to have another kid we should probably do that sooner rather than later, but um, I just lost all this weight and pregnancy weight took me a year to lose and OMG I am such a selfish whore. I should put our desire for our son to have a sibling ahead of my desire to stay thin. I should. Right?