Week 18?

With all the running around we've been doing the past three weeks- England, home, Bar Harbor, and now home again- it's been hard to keep track of which week is week. So let's just say it's week 18.

The newt is now the size of a baking potato. Lucky for the newt potatoes have been a welcomed veg around here since the start of this pregnancy adventure. At this rate he/she may end up looking like a potato- based on some pictures I've seen of newborns many of them do. Little pink squishy potatoes.

We had a lovely holiday away. The travel was doable although there's nothing like a smelly tube station to turn a preg. girl's stomach. There is an endless supply of carbohydrates and dessert in England so needless to say the newt and I ate! Not necessarily healthily but I think we both enjoyed ourselves.

The best part of the trip was meeting the newest addition to the Bookham family, Abby and Barry's daughter, Grace, who was born on Christmas Eve. She is so sweet! What a wonderful Christmas gift. Let's hope the newt follows in her cousin's footsteps.

Holiday Snaps

Just a quick note to say that photos from our ongoing trip to England are currently appearing in series over at Wisdom Weasel. Merry Christmas!

Belly Progress

Growth...

...and bemused dogs, who I am training to be day care operatives.

New Produce Comparison

At this point, entering the 16th week, the Newt has apparently developed eyebrows, its legs are finally longer than its arms, and it has gone from the size of a lemon to the size of an avocado:


I doubt it has access to sunglasses, but you get the general idea.

Winter Finally Comes to Masonic St

Week 15

So here we are, Week 15. It's been a slow re-start to the blog, mostly because working and early pregnancy haven't lent itself to spending time doing much but feeling gross. The "All Day" sickness has subsided some; no more puking randomly in the backyard or out the car door at a stop sign, but the idea of certain things can still cause me to gag.
Things that totally gross me out:
The smell of the dog food
Bleach/bathroom smell in general
The idea of fresh salad greens(I can eat them I just can't think about them.)
The dump
Car smells
Dog kisses
The kitchen
Zucchini, summer squash, roasted red pepper
The smell of mushrooms cooking
Burning mouse hides (Don't ask!)
Peppermint

I haven't had any cravings really just an incredible interest in good food. Like yeast rolls with butter, hot fudge sundaes, avocados, potato all ways, muffins, lemonade, acorn squash, chocolate milk, bagels....
When I need to eat I need to eat... now! If I don't, I start to feel sick and at this point I'll do anything not to feel sick. Last night I was standing in the parking lot of the grocery store drinking directly from the carton of a gallon of Very Vanilla soymilk. I can only imagine what I looked like.

As for "Baby Stuff" we have so far received one item, a ridiculous bib that says "I love my mommy". I'm not quite ready for the Mommy thing - plus it looks better on Mira then it would on any kid! I'm hoping for the onesie that says "My Dad's a Geek".