Prego feet at 26 weeks

I thought it would be funny to be able to compare my feet now, not too swollen to say a couple months from now.

It's officially impossible for me to paint my own toes. Guilt free pedicures for a good 3-4 more months!

Simon goes to Alaska

It's kind of sad to get to Alaska and only see Anchorage. It was amazing to hear how the state manages to provide health care to the many native Alaskans who live in the 200+ villages you can only reach by plane or boat, depending on the weather.

The first picture was taken when I walked around the Cook Inlet. The second is the view of the Cook Inlet from my hotel window; I think I took that one at about 10:30 p.m. on a rainy day.

We felt our first earthquake our last morning there, about 5 a.m. It was just a little one, around 4.0, but enough to wake me up and it lasted about 15 seconds.

Didn't get a picture of the giant Alaskan crab legs I ate nor the fabulous Native Alaskan masseuse who gave me the best massage of my life. Muy fuerte.

These were taken at week 25 with Dad & Cindy here. Grandpa got to feel Simon kick and he's moving more and more.

This is around 25 weeks. People offer me their seats on the bus now, so I must be pregnant.

July 4th

Simon is an excellent kayaker with lots of room for improvement in the golf dept. (Kayak picture was blurry) but our trip down the Wenatchee with Chris and Sarah was so much fun; although once we hit a few rapids that water was so damn cold--makes Barton Springs more like bath water.

This is a few hours outside of Seattle, and it's dramatically different in terms of pace, people and weather. I believe it's officially considered canyon desert. It was uber HOT the afternoon we played on this course, high 90s but no humidity. It's actually a serious putt putt course on a regular golf course (no wimpy windmills here).

As I write this I'm in my 23rd week so we're almost to the 6 month mark. I feel pretty great, still watching with awe as the scale goes up another pound every week.