Well whaddya know, someone already has a baby bump...I feel so blooooooaaaaated. My little tank tops from last summer just don't look very good due to the fact that my breasts are enlarging at a speed more rapid than Superman can fly on crack. (Well, that and being knocked up means you're generally just not quite functioning in the gastrointestinal department, so being bloated is quite the understatement.) Nevertheless, I have been diligently googling 7 week pregnant belly images and have found that my swelling tummy ranks up there with a lot of other women in my state of affairs. At least now I don't feel like such a freak! That doesn't stop me from wanting to buy advertisement t-shirts to explain the tummy. You know "With Bump, Not Plump" that sort of thing.

Anyway, since I am only 7 weeks, I cannot feasibly buy any maternity clothing because I'd simply be swimming in them. So, I must bide my time looking pudgy and not pregnant, which is fine because in a few short weeks I am sure that I will be bump-a-riffic, so whatever, right?

Right. I guess.

Moving on, life is changing in more ways than having a new life in the family. My mother has moved from Medford to Seattle, which is pretty great because I've really missed her. Now she will be up here, close to her grandkids and me and my sister. Having her up here makes me feel so blessed. She's one of my best friends and I look forward to being able to hang out, have lunch, go to a movie etc. And, not only has my mother moved, but one of our best friends is making a cross-country trip from New Hampshire to move here as well. I think this is going to be a pretty good summer!

In other changes, we have some painting to do, a hardwood floor to install, a nursery to create etc etc etc. So much to do, 7 months to do it. Its almost like planning a wedding all over again!! Except not as stressful, I hope!

Well, The Devil Wears Prada is on so I'm going to go watch it. Good night!