It seems a stowaway slipped aboard shortly after we crossed the Guatemala/Mexico border. It happened somewhere in the dreaded Gulf of Tehuantepec. Who would have known that this infamous gale-tossed gulf had a romantic side?

Initially, I knew something was awry as we sailed up the Mexican Riviera. Julie had been feeling sea sick in the mornings. I thought to myself, no one must get sea sick on this coastline as it is the most calm and wind-less as any we have witnessed. Especially not Julie, as she often cooks and bakes in seas and weather that would have even the saltiest of sailors coming on deck for a breath of fresh air or at least a yawn. Moreover her appetite which is normally selective in portions and nutrition had liberalized. It was not until Julie flew home from Puerto Vallarta in early December, when her dad got sick, that we were able to confirm our suspicions.

We are super excited as we had been hoping to arrive home pregnant. We went to the doctor again yesterday and we are due on 08-08-08...what a date. The picture above is our ultrasound from the appointment. Everything looks good so we will keep our fingers crossed.