Mmmmmmm, fajitas

OK, all the talk about fajitas in the last comments block has me hungry. There are so many foods I missed in Denmark that I've been trying to avoid eating too much of since I've been home. (Like fruit juices, root beer, fish frys, Wegman's double chocolate donuts, to name just a few.)

I'm in the home stretch here, people, and trying to not to blow it! Actually, I already did, by Danish standards. (They insist any weight gain above 25 pounds is terribly dangerous.) Let's just say I'm a few over that. I'm ready to get my little body back. We'll see how that goes.

Actually, I've been having a lovely time at Wegman's the last two weekends. I'm the big fat pregnant lady eating the free samples! It's been great, since they're celebrating apple season here, so John and I have been eating all the apple samples. Apple pie (with ice cream, thank you), apples with caramel, pork roast with apple stuffing, cider . .. even donuts! It's been yummy. I haven't had so much fun shopping since they gave away beer, wine, and snapps samples at Føtex (the Danish version of Wegmans) last Christmas.

I had that sonogram today, and the baby is definately breech. His head is up, his butt is down, and his arms and legs are up over his head and face. All else is well. I'll talk to the doctor in the next few days and see if we can get a plan together (or at least as much of a plan as is possible). Oddly enough, I'm strangely content to swing with whatever comes. This whole pregnancy has been more of an act of faith than I'm accustomed to, so I seem to be mentaly ready to wade through the next few weeks. We'll see what happens. I'll keep 'ya posted!