Yikes!

Yes it's been a while. Too long. I know. I lose folks when I don't blog often enough. I'm sorry. Please come back to me.
Well in case you didn't know already, I've been a little busy lately. With what? Morning sickness, adjusting to the idea that we have a third on the way, and taking care of the two we've already birthed.
Yes, that's right. We are pregnant. I say we, but really it's just me. I mean, hubby helped, but I do all the work from here on out.
Yes it was a happy surprise. We weren't exactly trying, but we weren't exactly preventing either (thanks for the phrase, Ashley).
So now I know that there is one last Manley on the way. I am going to do my best to enjoy as much as I can, but it's hard while feeling like you want to puke. Morning sickness, my ass. It's morning, afternoon, evening, late night, middle of the night. All the time. And out of nowhere.
Certain foods grip me and need to be eaten. Queso dip was one. Garozzo's salad was another. Yet when they finally get in front of me. Ughhh. Not always so good. But I weather on.
And I will have one that is 1 year and 9 months old with the new edition arrives. I feel a little guilty about that. Maybe I am screwing Beck out of being the baby. Maybe he will resent me for it. Maybe he won't care. But Harper got to be the baby for almost 6 years. Beck won't even get two. Being the hormonal mess that I am, I get choked up about it if I think too much on it. I feel sad for Beck and a little for me. But I am excited.
It's strange how something can cause such opposite emotions at the same time.
So there it is for now. I am sure that most posts over the next 7 months will be on the same topic.
Estimated arrival: April 21st, but I always go into labor a week or two early.

Oh and now I want opinions...
We are toying with the idea of not finding out the gender until the birth. We have one of each so it isn't like we are hoping one way or the other. And this will be our last chance to be surprised in this particular way. What do you think? We did find out with both of our others.

And also, names. We agonize over this every time. I LOVE the names we ultimately choose, though I am sure others think they are too... something. So we are looking for name ideas. And a prenatal nickname. Ashley called Beckett Stanley and it stuck through the whole pregnancy. She even came up with it long before we knew we were having a boy. So we need something to call this one in utero, and then legitimate names for the birth certificate.