just as she should be...

barefoot, pregnant, and baking me a cake!


OK, before you get all up in arms, it was HER idea to both do the baking and have me take the picture. Let's hope that sense of humor sticks with her for the duration.

i see an ink blob. no wait...a butterfly.

Our first visit to the doctor was at around 10 weeks. At that point Robin had some tests done (results all good), we asked a lot of questions and then we got to hear the heartbeat. The doctor also confirmed our self-calculated due date to be on or near February 16th.




At 12 weeks (late July), we headed in for the first ultrasound, and our minds were blown away pretty quickly. It took no time for the technician to find the wiggling alien. She told us we can see the head, arms, fingers, legs, the umbilical cord in the pictures above, but I wasn't sure if I could trust her ;-) We also learned that Robin can make the Cracker (as in Graham Cracker) dance any time she laughed (which was often). Robin also had a few more tests (even more thumbs-up) to rule out the various things they test for when a mother is over 35.

At week 13 or 14, we figured we were safely in the second trimester and is was ok to let people know, and put up this blog.

let the insanity begin

This is what we saw the morning of June 14th, a day before we headed out to Portland for a week-long vacation to celebrate our 4th wedding anniversary. That’s right, Portland...home to a thousand delicious craft beers. Well, at least there were a few tourist spots to enjoy and some delicious food. Were we excited? Yes. Were we scared? More like terrified, but, it was planned so we eased into it nicely. It helped that our first day in the "City of Roses" ended with a trip to the maternity section Powell's City of Books.