Okay, first off – I want to make it blatantly clear that I really DO love Daylight Saving time. Getting home from work and having another 2 hours of daylight is freakin AWESOME.

HOWEVER, I did not care for waking up this morning and having it not get light for ANOTHER HOUR. This whole situation led me to staying in bed with my hair in a towel until 7:40. No bueno.

I cannot WAIT for Spring/Summer though. I’m sick of scarves and jackets. Mexico made me miss my flippies.

In uterus/gote news – the nausea I was feeling on Friday is gone (for now) – I felt relatively good all weekend, aside from a couple belly aches after eating and total fatigue. Oh, and my boobs. They’re ridiculous. They’re veiny and huge. I’m pretty sure I’m on the cusp of a D cup, since I’m already spilling out. This is ridiculous. That would make me a 32D. What am I , some sort of porn star?

We told the hubs’ parents Friday night. It was pretty awesome. We showed them pictures of our vacation, and towards the end there’s a picture of a cake one of the restaurants made for us that says “Congratulations Future Baby” (gotta love the translation weirdness happening there) and when we got to that picture, we just leaned back. His mom kept reading it (not getting it) and finally his dad was all “Are you guys having a baby?!” and his mom squealed for about 20 minutes. It was pretty rad. We told his sister the following night the same way. She’s the first person to seriously cry. And then of course, I cried like a baby. Yay hormones!

And, I think I might be telling one of my girlfriends soon – just because she recently had a baby at the same hospital we’d like to go to, and I need a doc recommendation, stat.