Calling All Catholics

Our house has been on the market for 44 days. It feels like an eternity. We've had the general lookers, we've had the very interested, but what we haven't had are offers. I fell in love with a house months ago. They recently dropped the price and we jumped, made an offer and then waited. Waited and waited. They countered, but need to lease back until July 27. Baby E is scheduled to arrive September 19. An entire renovation isn't happening in 6 weeks. So we pulled back. I still have hope. It could still happen.

What's more important than finding the next house is selling the current. I don't see what the big deal is about having two mortgage payments and a baby on the way, but for some reason Clint seems to think it's not a good idea!! I kid, I get it.

So last week my mom sent me the prayer to St. Joseph and suggested we try the whole "bury the St. Joseph statue in the yard" game. Ironically, Clint's boss bought us the statue and suggested the same. Last night we pulled it out, said the prayer and buried sweet St. Joseph in the yard. Hey, whatever works!


Today is the big 18-week sonogram. We're praying that Baby E is growing and healthy. We could get a wild hair and find out the sex. Stayed tuned...