The lovely well-wishers are all emailing me. Thank you so much. I haven't been able to write back at all. I plan on writing to everyone this evening. Your words have been really moving, though. All of you.

A few things about my new journey that I have been dealing with.

1. Going from weight loss to pregnancy. I am learning to eat again. I have gone back down to pre-vacation weight in the past week, even though I am eating like crazy. We are going to continue to chronical my weight on this new voyage. I mean I, not we. hehe. So, right now, I weigh 226. Which is nearly 70 pounds down from my largest weight a year and a half ago. I read that i shouldn't gain more than 2 to 5 pounds in the first 20 weeks. So we will see if I can maintain that. I have been eating when I am hungry and drinking non-diet gingerale. Today the non-diet gingerale is stopping. I have also gone off of all caffiene. I am trying to eat exactly what my body asks for. That means lots of cheese, pudding and broccoli. Oh and hamburger. My little one wants red meat. So, this whole weight and food thing will be an ongoing topic of discussion. Jeff says I have never looked thinner, to this, i will eat a cheeseburger.

2. I have had a hard time owning this new journey. Making it mine. I have felt a little more like an oven than a chef. I am hoping this is a normal feeling. I think it is. Right now, I am only feeling the sick of being pregnant, as soon as that goes away, I am sure I will feel more like I am actually part of this. Jeff is such an amazing person... he has been very good about helping me and talking to me and showing concern and all kinds of wonderfulness. I can't imagine women of the past going through this without sensitive hubbies. I told jeff, I will get to see what it was like for my ancestors to walk 2-3 miles a day while pregnant, since that is my walk to and from work. The only difference is that I am walking to a comfy job and my greatgrandma was prolly walking to pick her drunk husband off the floor of a bar, or perhaps to bring home a cow for milk or something like that.

I am six weeks pregnant. I have blue hair and am wearing mauve. My passenger is now about 3 to 5 millimeters -- about the size of a peppercorn. I am beginning to own this new voyage. I can't wait until I can fully captain it, but that time is coming. My navigations tell me so.