Attack!!!

The other day at work my coworker told me that I'm over halfway through my pregnancy so i might start getting swollen feet and ankles. I thought to myself, "Phew! I hope that doesn't happen to me" and went on my merry way. UNTIL last night. ATTACK of the cankles! Yes, I put on a pair of boots and they almost wouldn't zip. I tried to find the usual excuses but I am positive my dryer didn't shrink my boots too. This my friends is tragic. This is a fear and self image concern I've had about myself for as long as I can remember. I am learning how to deal with the other, more obvious, growing parts on my body but I really didn't expect to grow cankles as well! I mean, it's summer time and I won't even be able to hide them under jeans. So, I've done some research - this consisted of consulting google (which wasn't helpful in the cankle department) and telling my coworker it's all her fault bc she jinxed me. She told me to stay away from salt and keep my feet propped up. It sounds to me like I need to be fanned while eating grapes for the remaining months of pregnancy. Any takers? In the meantime I will be avoiding salty foods, which is also devastating bc I have developed a new love french fries and have acquired a kid like fascination with McDonald's again, and trying to keep my feet up whenever possible. I guess it is a good thing I don't believe in anklets and gladiator shoes....I mean we all know the dryer would have worked its magic on those puppies too. So, if you would like to volunteer for the fan/grape position, please let me know. :)

First Comes Love...

2009 will be an exciting one for the Hale household. Here is the quickest recap of my relationship with my husband, Ben.

First Comes Love...

Then Comes Marriage...

Then Comes a Baby in a Baby Carriage...

As you can see, we're have an exciting journey ahead of us. I hope to blog about all the changes, experiences and fun times we have in store for us.