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So I’ve been a terrible blogger, but I swear it was for good reason.  Here are several key events going on in Losing Libby land.

As most of you know, I’m about to become a mommy.  Insanity.  I am obviously pumped, but I would totally be lying if I didn’t admit that I am scared outta my mind.  Baby Mac is due to arrive in about 29 days…his name is going to be Ian.  He is already gorgeous, mainly because he is mine. 

I am quite proud to say I have gained only 18 lbs as of today.  I have to be honest, I didn’t care how much I gained as long as I have a fat healthy baby!  So overall, I think I did pretty well. 

I am approaching my two year surgiversay.  It is still a battle some days.  I’d be lying if I said this was easy, and as most of you know, it has not.  I am looking forward to lots more protein, exercise, and focusing on these things to lose the baby weight and then some. 

We (me and the mister) moved two weeks ago into a new place.  It is the perfect place for us to start our little family, and I am really happy we did.  Moving about 6 weeks before you give birth though, not recommended:)

I will plan to blog about the baby, the baby weightloss plan, and overall life a bit more while off on maternity leave.  I am going to be taking 12 glorious weeks off to start my kiddo off right (I hope!), so I look forward to hearing from you all.  And thanks for sticking around, even though I’m a bad bad blogger.

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  1. You're so cute! I'm glad I can still keep tabs on the Libster via facebook. Can't wait to see healthy Baby Mac. So exciting!

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  2. I am happy for you :)

    And 12 weeks sucks for maternity leave. In Sweden we got 485 days paid (80% salary) for both parents to divide how they wanted. I took 90 days by default and Mag got the rest :)

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