Well, looks like I won't be "out of the 120s" any time soon. Instead I am going to be gaining quite a bit, including a new family member! That's right, I am one of those gals that gets pregnant on her honeymoon.
I am kind of in shock. I am excited but sad that I can't do the things this summer that I normally do, like triathlons. I would love to hear from other feather-mothers. It is still too early to tell anyone in "real life" so this is really cathartic. Is it weird that I am having trouble letting go of the weight loss thing?



