Mod Mischief

My parents came for a visit this week and we took a day trip to Skagway, Alaska. It's the perfect excuse for another edition of "Chris with Signs"! The smallest desert in the world! Welcome to Alaska!

I was recently reading a friend's blog post about how fabulous her pregnancy has been and I got really upset. So far, for me, being pregnant has been far from fabulous. I'm sick to my stomach. Calling it morning sickness is terribly misleading. For the last few months I've been sick in the mornings, in the afternoons, in the evenings and sometimes in the middle of the night. Vomiting is actually not so bad compared to the more frequent painful dry heaving or the almost constant nausea. I'm too fat for my clothes. I already couldn't fit into my normal pants early in the first trimester. Admittedly, some of that was probably some Yukon winter weight, but mostly I'm blaming the baby. Trying to get dressed in the morning was frustrating and I hated the thought of going out in public in the only pants in my closet that fit, frumpy sweat pants. I'm not getting anything done. I'm so tired and lazy the majority of my spare time is spent lying on the