I was completely prepared to post about how "we" had now entered the second trimester without much ceremony but with an increasing number of hours per day without nausea and its compadres. But just as I was about to uncork the champagne, that ugly beast has reared its head for what we hope will be its last stand. Before this latest relapse, things had been good. Dinka has had more energy for raising the puppy, which we can only hope will foster positive child-rearing technique.
Speaking of that lovable rascal, I have issued a freeze on pictures to be added to this album so it should be coming your way any day now. If only this "real world" nonsense didn't require a full-time job...