Oct. 8, 30 years old and 34 weeks pregnant

I had a hard time remembering that it was my birthday. So 30 came and went without too much excitement. But I had a great day (despite Gianna's less than stellar mood). I made myself a birthday cake. A much more successful venture this time since my mother-in-law brought me a Pillsbury Funfetti cake from the states. It was absolutely delicious! (Thanks Nonna/Judi!) Doug and Gianna and I went out for a Mexican dinner that was very good with unusually fast service, which is always appreciated with a 2-year-old at the table. After Gianna went to bed my in-laws returned from their trip to Prague and celebrated with me with cake and presents. Doug got me a set of 4 wine glasses that are very German in style. My grandmother had some and I'd never seen them anywhere besides her house, but here they're everywhere and I love them. I can't wait to bring them home and use them. Here are a few pictures to mark the occassion and the belly-size.