That's right folks, Joe and I are expecting our second little one in early April. That makes us about nine weeks along. I'm told our little tyke, whom Joe has so lovingly been calling Uzeburt (somehow I just can't get myself to follow suit), is about the size of a grape. He/She looks something like this:
Amazing how something so small can make a girl feel so sick.
So, goodbye summer. I look forward to seeing you again next year and introducing your joys to my new little one.