Happy Easter!

Only 12 weeks to go until Baby Hannah is due to appear! In honor of officially being in my third trimester, we thought we'd have some fun with the latest pregnancy picture. (I had someone tell me yesterday that "you don't even look like you're pregnant." She was a new mom; clearly still quite sleep-deprived. Because at this point, the only logical conclusion from a comment like that is "Oh, I just thought you were fat/drinking way too much beer.")

On the subject of weird things people tell you when you're pregnant, we were in Madison two weeks ago- Nick was interviewing for a fellowship and I was looking for a place for us to live. (In case you haven't been up on the drama, Nick found out a month ago that his job in Idaho was no longer there and had to scramble for something to do in July, so we are going to Madison, WI for a year so he can do a radiology fellowship, essentially a year of sub-specialized training.)

Anyway, I was on the phone with a realtor about a house I'd seen for rent. He was asking me what we were looking for and I said something in a quiet area since we were about to have a baby. Then he proceeded to tell me about his daughter-in-law's emergency C-section and how the surgery made her nauseous for a week after the birth and because of that she was never able to nurse her baby, and it was generally horribly traumatic for everyone involved.

Ok, if you told someone you were about to get your driver's license, they wouldn't take that as an opportunity to tell you about an especially gruesome car wreck they just saw, so why do people take pregnancy as an open invitation to share horrible birth experiences? It's not like I can change my mind about the whole baby thing now. So zip it, people!

Anyway, enough ranting; Nick, Hannah, the Easter Bunny and I hope you had a wonderful holiday.