Where to Begin

So much has actually happened since I last updated; I don't know where to start. I suppose the biggest news is that I was driving Albert's Jetta (as I had locked my keys in the Mustang the day before) and had finished running errands when I decided to go to O'Rielly's to see him. This last minute decision turned out to be a huge mistake. As I was yielding to traffic at the Topeka Blvd light getting off of 470, the Highlander behind me (not paying any attention what so ever) rear-ended me! This is twice in 2 years now! What is going on with the universe!
No worries, Baby Fuzzy and I are just fine. The same, however cannot be said for the Jetta. It got it's world rocked, and not in a good way. The bumper of the Highlander was just higher than the jetta's so the trunk took the full of the impact. It's is caved in so badly, the trunk latch is now on the outside of the vehicle.
We took the wounded little car into Walt's for an estimate. Bottom line: our little grocery-getter is a total loss. $3,800 approx. to repair. Well over the car's KBB value of $2,600. So now it is finishing up paperwork etc. with insurance companies and Albert will find himself with a nice little check. The Jetta is still in great working order, so I think Al is going to but it back at scrap weight with a salvage title. It is after all, his winter driver and what better car to take out on perilous roads of ice and snow than one that is already messed up!? :)
Eventually it must be replace though, since it was going to be our family vehicle. The Mustang is now the roomiest car we have, and that isn't saying much.
In baby news, we get our sonogram on the 15th, just days before we leave for Maine for Christmas! I'm still set on not knowing the sex. I don't think Albert has decided yet.
All of this makes me very aware of how little time we truly have left until our little tiny arrives. Time to get cracking on that baby room! We've got furniture to move and set-up, boxes to move out, and bedding to be made. (Grandma, if you are reading this, I'd like to get started on that this weekend. And Mom, please let me know when you've got my sewing machine fixed.) There are pictures and curtains to hang, and a patch of carpet to be mended (Thank you, Koda.)
So far the 2nd trimester has been good to me. I'm not as tired, although last night I did feel like falling asleep in my food again. I did throw-up this morning, but not in typical morning-sickness fashion. Ever since I became pregnant, I have no control over my gag reflex, which is now hyper-sensitive. Brushing my tongue was my doom today. Sometimes a violent cough will set me off. I'm not quite sure of nature's reasoning behind this and other pregnancy phenomena. No one seems to know the answer. As such, I've decided to speak to Mother Nature in person use my logic to persuade her to end all such anomalies. Being pregnant is hard enough with out me always gagging when I brush my teeth.