This is the chronicle of my journey as a vessel for the miracle of life. Though I have been vehemently trying to avoid all pictures, I know myself well enough to know that I will regret it if I don't document this amazing journey. So, here is a peek into my life as a grow my own set of porn start boobs, cry during cooking shows, throw up everything I eat, forget pretty much everything and develop a sense of smell better than a blood hound. Beware, this will be the unedited version. . .