After my night of vomitting and complaining that the dog smells bad, Jeff took this picture of the little test that I took this morning. So at 31, I am pregnant for the first time. And it is snowing tiny flakes outside. And I am craving Cheerios. Cheerios!

While my weight loss journey is taking a slight detour for the next 9 months, a new journey has begun. I woke up from a nap this afternoon after dreaming of the bright yellow room that my sister and I used to share when we were kids. The light in the center of the room was the first thing I saw and I felt this huge surge of happiness. Followed by the need to vomit. I thought, that is what my life will be like from now on... happy, then vomit.

From my calculations, I am about 5 weeks pregnant. I will know for sure after my first appointment on Monday. Jeff and I were talking about how it is funny that we have been together for 10 years and yet, here we are, pregnant for the first time. Weird but cool.

I am the captain of a great ship today. And I have a passenger. And he or she is telling me to eat Cheerios and Peach Sorbet and then throw up.

Hello new journey.