Tuesday (afternoon) something-or-others (17 weeks)

The Tiny Being of Many Nicknames is now about five inches long and weighs about five ounces, which according to BabyCenter is about the size of a turnip, which has to be one of the most obscure possible foods to use as a reference point. I mean, seriously, do you have a good idea of

Tuesday (afternoon) something-or-others (16 weeks)

Don’t have much time to craft a brilliant post today, which is probably just as well, because I don’t have much to report. All is well, Megan is feeling fine, and we’re doing our best to enjoy the last few months of Life As We Know It.

Tuesday morning something-or-others (15 weeks)

Apparently the 15-week mark is sort of a ho-hum week in the pregnancy world, kind of like your 22nd, 23rd and 24th birthdays: You recognize it, but you’re really just passing the time until the next big milestone, though I would suggest finding out the gender of your child is a bit more exciting than

Last Super Bowl party for a while

Let me preface this by saying what we have done for the Super Bowl the past, oh, since I can remember, hardly passes as a party by most people’s standards. I haven’t enjoyed an adult beverage during the big game (or at all) since Brett Favre John Elway was playing quarterback, which if you’re scoring

Tuesday morning something-or-others (14 weeks)

OK, we’re at 14 weeks, or T-minus 182 days until the ETA of Baby Jarrett and the impending demise of Life As We Know It. We are now unequivocally in the second trimester, or as I call it, the boring trimester, not that there’s anything wrong with that. Before you freak out on me, I