I am currently in sunny California (okay, overcast California, but with the heat wave they've had lately, I'll take it). I'm on a much-desired vacation while Ryan works a little bit this week.
In baby-related news, I am happy to report that I have FINALLY emerged from an 8-week bout of almost constant nausea. When you're in the thick of it, it feels like you'll never feel really well again!
We were supposed to leave Atlanta for Los Angeles on Friday evening. Our flight was delayed no less than 153 times before they finally cancelled it. That's right: yours truly, 14 weeks pregnant, spent the night in the ATL airport. I can hardly complain about it even though I got a total of 15 minutes of sleep: that night marked the first 24-hour period that I didn't feel nauseated. I cannot stress enough what a miracle that seemed to me. The ATL airport, I assure you, is not the place you want to be constantly heaving.
The baby is doing well. I am fairly certain that I felt some tiny kicks yesterday in church (we were so blessed to be reunited with our Blessed Hope Chapel family! How dear to our hearts they will always be!), last night, and this morning. The baby seemed to particularly like Pastor Joe's preaching.
I'll leave you with a few shots from Leo Carrillo State Beach yesterday. We spent the evening with Ryan's brother and his fiancee, Lisa, with whom I am pictured. I included a gratuitous belly shot to quell the cries of the masses.
Ryan captured this shot of the fantastic Leo Carrillo waves:
Kristen "I think my face is expanding" Frith and Lisa:
Burgeoning Belly Shot:
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