This weekend was relaxing. I had a lovely Thanksgiving with Micaela and her family (my extended family). Monica and Mike are my ‘other parents’ and are ab-fab. I love talking to people that have good heads on their shoulders, sound advice and the experience to back it up. Monica is a fantastic cook, so even though I’m vegetarian, I had plenty of delicious food in my tummy. Her chocolate-chip pecan pie with shortbread crust was dreamy. Friday I worked in the morning, but spent the afternoon feeling weak and tired, so I napped. Tim got me salad and pizza for dinner. What a good husband.

On Saturday, our friend Adan came over to see our house and hang out. We hadn’t seen him since my birthday dinner in September, so it was good times. For dinner we went to Pacific Blues in Yountville; we used to eat there once a week when we lived in town. Its good, casual comfort foods. It was nice to revisit the yummy baby spinach salad. However, I must confess, I also had onion rings.

The most exciting thing in the past two weeks: I bought a pair of boyfriend jeans by Rich & Skinny online, in a size 26. They are slightly loose in the waist. Needless to say, they are my favorite jeans.

Haven’t gained any pregnancy weight yet, which is good, I guess. Its hard, I feel so disconnected with my body, when I feel like I should be more in tune with it. Most of this pregnancy stuff has had a feel of…watching the Discovery Channel. “Whoa, how cool!” but at the same time “This has absolutely nothing to do with me.” I told Tim last night this pregnancy is like global warming: I know its happening, but at the same time I’m not experiencing it up close. I’m no polar bear on a lonely ice cap. I know I’m pregnant, and I know that it is causing me to feel constantly exhausted. That’s where it ends. I go to the doctor, I see the sonogram, and the whole thing is neat and amazing. But, its hard to feel anything else. I don’t feel like I love it. I am looking forward to finding out the sex, and meeting the baby…but I still feel nothing right now.