Happy Raspberry!

Well, it's week seven, almost week eight, and the bun is the size of a raspberry. Laura suggested that I make sure to eat lots of food that corresponds to the size of the baby. So raspberry pie this week, and lots of kidney beans next. That is pretty creepy. I think I'll just stick to my normal diet (which certainly isn't much of a diet at all).

I am happy to report that I am still feeling great. My boobs are a little tender, but that is about it. I'm not feeling sick at all yet (knock on wood), and everything that I read says most people are feeling pretty bad about now, so hopefully I will get to miss out on morning sickness. That works out well since I have so many trips/vacations planned. We just got back from Guerneville--a week in a beautiful rental house with good friends. It was fabulous--relaxing, eating, reading, playing games, catching up with peeps. I think this needs to be an annual event, but I guess next year will be a little different with the babes and all. It was quite a challenge at first, not being able to partake in the wine consumption and hot tub soaking, but I tried to be a good sport about it (although I'm sure I complained too much).

I am now packing my bags for NYC, going to visit Laura, Lesley and Sal. I am excited to be back in warm (hot) weather, walking around town shopping and eating. I wish Damon were coming to New York, but then we head to Bloomington, IN to see Tom and Jacqui. We have yet to share our news with them and we are a little nervous since they are anti-baby. I'm sure they'll still love us--how can they not?

I decided to give California Pacific Medical Center a try. After chatting with some mom-friends, this place came highly recommended, as did Dr. Fang. Our appointment is on Aug. 17.

Well, keep your fingers crossed that I'm not puking bagels and pizza in the Big Apple!