The real "Peanut": version 15.2

Finally, I'm back to this blog. I've been meaning to catch up, especially now that I have news to report: We're expecting a Peanut in November. Our first kidlet. I'm now 15.2 weeks.

Here's a recap of what's been going down:

5 weeks - In denial, but decided to get the confirmation from the doctor. I took you snowboarding and I think you had too much fun because by Monday (week 6) you made me feel sick.

6 weeks - "Evening" sickness kicked in.

8 weeks - We saw your little heart beat, and the doctor said she saw your Peanut shell wiggle. You also went to the Lily Allen concert with Auntie Lea and Auntie Maite. Auntie Lea bought us a Sprite, but accidentally handed me her vodka drink, so you got a little taste of what you're not suppose to have for another 21 years.



10 weeks - We went to the first night of Coachella out in Indio. You've been a little rocker lately.



11 weeks - We went to see The Black Kids perform, and also saw a surprise performance of Depeche Mode for the Jimmy Kimmel show.

Here's a picture I took of the lead singer of the Black Kid's head as he also watched DM perform.


This is a clip of the new song DM was promoting called "Wrong."


12 weeks - We saw your head, hands and little feet. The docs say you're looking healthy.


13 weeks - Man, you're already giving me a headache. Daily, actually. You better be behaving in there!



15 weeks - You're driving me Nuts with the headaches. Quit it already, would ya!




Other observations: I forget a lot, a eat a lot and I have an unsatiable thirst that can't be quenched.