A couple weeks ago, James let me take a quick trip back to San Fran to visit my dear friends Laura and Melissa. James had taken a trip to Maui, Hawaii, in Sept. without me to visit his BFF, so it was only fair that I get to jet off somewhere, too. At least that's what my argument was. Yes, I know many of you are snickering right now. The irony of my trip is not lost on me, either. I spent the last 41 months screaming, crying and begging God to get me the heck out of California, and at the first opportunity, I go right back. What can I say? I'm a glutton for punishment… and a sucker for excellent Chinese food! It was also really cool to take the trip with reverse round-trip tickets. =)
While it was VERY good to see my dear friends and my FCC family (Fremont Community Church), I was also quickly reminded why I never quite fit in there. A perfect example… Melissa and I hit up Chinatown, San Fran, on Sunday afternoon and we get there via the BART (Bay Area rapid transit) train. I was 23 weeks pregnant and the train was full. Most seated were men because they were headed to the Oakland Raiders game. (Not a crowd you want to mess with. Raiders fans are not known for their compassion and good graces.) Not ONE person – male, female, or child – offered to give up their seat so I could sit down. So I spent the fist leg of the train ride, hanging on for dear life while my lopsided sense of balance (thanks to the pregnancy) tried to keep me upright. Melissa and I joked that it would have been poetic justice for me to have lost my lunch in somebody's lap. But then again, that might have gotten me shot. Sorry to all my Cali friends that I did not get to see… I was only there for 3 days. Next time, I will come for longer and get to see everybody!
Here is my dear friend, Laura, and me.
Here are Melissa, her adorable daughter, Haley, and me (minus lipstick – yes, it happens occasionally).
I was so excited to see baby Haley! She was only one week old when we moved back to TX. I felt cheated that I had "gone through" the entire pregnancy and delivery with Melissa and then didn't get to love on the baby very much. *Cue the tears.* Who couldn't love this face…
…or this hair! Short of shaving her bald, ain't nothing gonna make this girl's hair lay flat. Better invest in some hair bows, Haley. =)
Many of you have been bugging…uh…er…begging me to post tummy pictures. I have to say, I am not a fan of having my picture taken when pregnant. I know what I look like. I do not need to memorialize it on the internet for all to laugh at… uh… see. However, my dear hubby managed to take these two little gems that, I must admit, are not half bad. So, dear loyal readers, for your viewing pleasure, here is my growing midsection for all to enjoy. These were taken at 22 1/2 weeks and I'm just now 24 weeks, so they are pretty much what I look like right now. I have to say, I am not nearly as big with Jossilyn (so far) as I was with the boys. Thank heaven for small miracles.
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