So I have gained just around 5 pounds since the wedding week, but even 3 weeks ago, I stopped being able to wear my size 10 “fat” jeans (which were really just the style I bought when I really liked wearing baggy clothes).

For my birthday, then, I asked Dadawa to take me to buy comfy wide-elastic-waist maternity clothes, and we did: a pair of cropped jeans and a versatile pair of black trousers. As it happens, our favorite neighbor, Sherri, and spunky offspring Julia, also bought me a pair of maternity jeans, as well as a top (similar to one of Julia’s I had admired). And my mom had gotten me a maternity top as part of -her- bday gift to me. So I am completely outfitted, for the next few months, anyway.

The small bit of celebration is that I am supposedly in week 13 of the pregnancy, which means the first trimester is just about over. I hope this cold I’ve been fighting will pack up and go home, too.

Big tasks for this week: HHA duties (board meeting next Monday) and continuing to punch out the thank-you notes.