Traveling as a Paranoid, Pregnant BLM

Yep, the doppler. Last time we traveled without it, we were both in tears and contemplating a trip to the hospital. Thirty minutes later, a kick ended our absolute terror. No more chances being taken even if this babe is large and bulgy in my belly as of now. In other news, Texas is cold and rainy. Not exactly what we had in mind breaking out of (unseasonably warm, yet cold) Chicago.

And the only Christmas you'll be seeing on this blog for the 2011 year is coming at you right now. The airport had free Santa pictures. I wasn't interested in taking advantage until they told me we'd get a $20 discount on our next booked Southwest flight. I didn't find out until after that the code is only good for a bracket of time that still has me gestating this little one.

Basically, I am just a massive dork. Picture proof.

Not planned. And I also look like a whale. That's an extra present from me to you. Cheers.

Also, completely unrelated, but my husband has no recollection of the show Charles in Charge. He asked me if it was on cable because he didn't have cable growing up. Gasp.