Sure, that's the last thing you want to hear about, but it's still so amazing to note how each baby is completely different from the rest of the family. Even after five kids, all from the same little gene pool, they all are so incredibly unique. In this case, Jarod is the only child who doesn't like to have wet or poopy diapers. All of the other four couldn't have cared less. We had to just change them on a schedule, because they never let us know they were wet. Jarod is a different story; he lets you know...vociferously!

Yes, my tummy is still here, and still in pretty good condition. That's right, folks, for those of you who haven't been paying attention to my other blogs, I had a baby this year. After my tummy tuck. It was a gamble, but I won. I was betting that a singleton by itself had no chance of causing the massive deformities my triplets caused. I took extra care this pregnancy to keep my abdominal muscles in shape and to take care of the skin on my tummy. I ended up with a big batch of horizontal stretch marks above my belly-button, but other than that, things look great!

As part of my born-again blogginess, I plan to keep track of my exercise on here. I've been saying I was going to start exercising for several weeks, but I never get around to it. So, I hereby vow to report every single day on my progress (or lack thereof), thus providing a mystical source of incentive to "git 'er done."

I see all these websites out there, and I'm thinking...Why the hell not? Why shouldn't I just be able to beg for money with the best of them? I'm always saying I can't sell. I couldn't sell water in Death Valley, for crying out loud. Why not prove it once and for all by showing that I can't possibly sell my own self? At the very least, it ought to be a nice, stress-relieving hobby, right?

Tamara and Caitlin officially joined the Girl Scouts today. They joined Troop #487 in the Michigan Capital Council, and went on a field trip to Impression 5 to earn their Space Explorers patch. Their troop has nine other girls in it, so they have lots of new friends to get to know.

It was sunny today, and while I can't say it was warm, it at least was not freezing cold. I even took Jarod out for a little while this afternoon. Wednesday is supposed to be even warmer, and I think we will go to the park that day.

Here it comes, my first real full day alone with five kids. I didn't realize it until Brian said something this evening, after the older kids went to bed. Friday Mom was still here half the day. So tomorrow will be my first day of the real deal. I don't think it's going to be a problem. I'm feeling so great, even the tenderness I was still getting in the nether regions is almost gone. I'm just going to take things one at a time, and see how far I get.

Jarod DeMar Hunt was born at 11:47p.m. on Sunday, February 12, 2006, only 12 days late. He weighed 8 pounds 10 ounces, was 21 inches long, and had a 14.5-inch head. He was born unassisted, caught by Daddy, at the Greenhouse birth center in Okemos, Michigan, after 20 hours of labor and only 30 minutes of pushing. Baby Jarod is getting lots of loving care from his happy brothers and sisters (although the girls seem to have trouble remembering that he is a BOY!).

Would somebody please tell this baby to come out now? I am so uncomfortable. Thank the gods my mother is still here and we kind of worked things out, because I literally do not think I could handle it alone right now. Oh, I know I would if I had to, but I can't imagine how at the moment.

I'm due in two days. Every week I go in to the midwives, I get yelled at for doing too much, for not relaxing enough, for not asking for help, blah blah blah. You know what? THERE IS NO HELP. None. It's not there.

Mom's been here since Thursday. She's been good help, for babysitting and occasionally cleaning up meals, etc. Good shopping. And then she complains because I don't boss her around enough. Same with Brian.