Oh man. I am getting destroyed here.

Wow. I should start making some excuses here.

Here are the things I am already maintaining:

Myspace
Facebook
leviweaver.com/blog
twitter
youtube.com
garageband.com
ilike.com
and my personal journal(s).
(some i keep more updated than others, apparently.)

Whereas Heather is a self-described "Fiercely Independent" soul... I, apparently, need all the attention I can get. (ha!)

-so-

I'm a little behind here.

I should make it known that i am.... hmm... there's a word for this. For all this blogging, you'd think my vocabulary would be able to just light-bulb any word ever, but i'm still struggling for it.

Combine these words:
Excited, Terrified, Giddy, Overwhelmed, Skydiving, RollerCoaster, Stage Fright, Game-Winning Basket, and Wow.

There is probably a word for that.

Extergiwhelvincoastighme-winwow.

yep. that's me.

I should note that I have always felt this way about having kids, except for the good ones. I've always said "someday", when I really meant "HA!".

But the difference, I think, is that I am so in love with this girl that the prospect of a little half-Heather makes me think the future will be a very pleasant place.

So I'm still pretty freaked out about the whole thing, but the closer this kid gets to fruition, the more the good feelings are outweighing the fearful ones. I'm not ready yet, but something tells me that by March, I will be.

-Levi