Another week, another fruit

We're into week 11 - and Wally is now the size of a Fig (we're calling it Figgy). I don't love this week's name, but feel good about the fact that it's only a name for six more days and then we can call it Plum. Much cuter if you ask me.

I think my energy is starting to return! I needed a cat nap this afternoon, but it's the first time I've needed a nap in a week and I'm sure it's because of the absolutely amazing weekend we had in Lake Placid with Steve, Brooks, Codes and lots of other people as we celebrated the 4th of July.

We were supposed to compete in the BBQ competition, but the weather was so incredible that we opted to just enjoy the days and do whatever we wanted instead of committing to a weekend spent around the speed oval, sweating over a smoker. Without a doubt, it was the right decision. The weather was perfect, the company was fantastic and Lake Placid didn't disappoint with all of its natural beauty and charm. If you haven't been there before, you have to go!

Lucky for us, this is another short week! One of my best friend's from college, Christine, is getting married on Friday so we're headed down to Brooklyn on Thursday and will be there until Saturday. I'm torn with whether or not to tell all the college girls this weekend ... we're very close to the end of the first trimester, but not quite there yet. And obviously I don't want to take anything away from Christine's special day either. She's told me that she wants me to tell people so that we can all celebrate, but I'm torn with whether or not it's appropriate. I say all of this now ... I bet there's no way that I'll be able to keep this secret any longer from my best friends!