Hawaii
Pictures. Lots of em.
Perfect trip: surfing, hiking, shark cage diving, a little bit of culture on the north shore, sun, beach, good food, luau, Pearl Harbor, good friends (Craig who came w/us was the one who set up Rob and I on our first blind date - so we are always trying to pay him back!), great condo, etc. I also got to see one of my best friends from high school, Chris Sween, who now lives on the island. The whole trip was perfect except for the shark dive. Rob and Craig loved it (despite much bemoaning from Craig prior to it). I, on the other hand, experienced what happens when you mix pregnancy with seasickness. Not fun. Let's just say we had to pull the car over several times on the short drive back home.

Just back from Hawaii. Killer four hour delayed flight in Denver. Yea! Nothing like a red eye to a flight delay. Will post pictures and stories soon.

My Take:



But I would like to say, I have some awesome parenting theories. I know there are some doubters out there, but just wait and see if they will work.

Bun in the Oven
Yes, it's true. Rob and I finally grew up enough to decide to have a kid. And I finally made it to my second trimester. FINALLY!!! The last couple months really stunk, but now that I have made it past feeling miserable all of the time (now it is just some of the time), I am feeling a lot more excited about this. I didn't think it was right to blog about it earlier when all I could think was "why didn't I hire a surrogate?"

But now I am getting more excited each day. I got to have a sonogram today and saw my baby's heartbeat, saw it kick and wiggle around, wave hello, smile at me, do some jumping jacks, flash the peace sign, and mouth the quadratic formula. It was pretty cool to see. Those cryptic sonogram pictures that always just looked like boring random blobs or inkblots to me when my friends showed them to me of their kids, are a lot more fascinating now that it is my very own little creature.

I've had so many thoughts flying around in my head since becoming pregnant. My whole life is about to change, and a lot of it already has. Not being able to race this year has been an obvious big lifestyle change for me already, and I can't train the same either. My doctor has been pretty understanding of my athletic addiction and I can still do a lot, but she still set some limits. And now that I am in my second trimester I'm supposed to give up my Saturday basketball games as well. Boooo. I contemplate often about where I will be at life this time next year. I know what my hopes are, but I am so uncertain about what the reality of life will be like once I actually have a child. I know that sports and competition (and specifically bike racing the last few years) are my life-blood, and it will be interesting to see to what degree I will be able to/want to pursue such individualistic endeavors once I have my own flesh-and-blood as my number one concern. Questions, questions. One thing I know is that Rob and I are both so happy for this - we waited until the time was right for us, and we're so excited for this new adventure.
...and also scared to death.

Blogging
http://xkcd.com/77/

The Big 3-0!!!

Big News: Rob is officially an adult!!! I know, I know...that was supposed to happen at 18. But when you're thirty, it's a little bit harder to ignore. Not someone to ignore cool number schemes, everyone should know that Rob is turning 30 on 03/03. That means oodles of good karma awaits him this decade. Also, I'm hoping leprochon will deliver some gold to our doorstep at 3:03 pm.

Coincidentally, I was just informed by Anna that this is also National Square Root Day (03/03/09). There are only six left this century, so be sure to party hard.

So, Rob. The people want to know - how do you feel about turning thirty? Reflective? Grimacing? Ambivalent? As happy as a little schoolgirl? Scared out of your witts?

(By the way...these pictures were not hard to find, because every 2 of 3 pictures taken of Rob gets an expression like this. He is worse than Calvin & Hobbes.)