first things first

I'm back.

We actually returned from our two week, trying to see as much family, see as many places, eat ourselves sick vacation last Tuesday. But now I think I'm back.

For now.

And I'll make you sit through our family vacation slide show on Wednesday, but there are a few items of business that need to be taken care of first. Like how I'm pregnant.

chirp...chirp...chirp...

Do you hear those crickets? That silence that fills a room when a joke falls flat? That's because it's not a joke. I'm pregnant. And what I mean when I say "I'm pregnant", I mean really pregnant. And what I mean by "really pregnant" is that I can't hide it anymore from the world. And what I when I say "I can't hide it from the world", I mean that I'm barely 8 weeks along and I'm wearing maternity clothes.

Oh, the joy that comes when your body declares pregnancy.

The many questions you must have running through your pretty, little heads! I'll answer them the best I can.

No. Not planned.

Yes, it was a surprise.

Yes, we are thrilled.

And it had better be a girl.

Our little surprise couldn't have been more untimely. Lets just say I had my doctor call in a prescription as we passed through St. George, to help make it bearable. I thank the genius who concocted the sweet relief that comes with Promethazine. I love you.

That was less than a week into our super fun trip.

That's it for now. I need to go eat something. Not having food in my stomach=not so much fun for me.

I should just say goodbye to my feet now, I won't be able to see them next week.