Isolde: Rolling home from perfection
We got off the plane today around noon. I loved AWA and Copenhagen... but Romania was beautiful. For once nothing went wrong unless my having to eat cake was. We arrived in our dorm room and I unpacked and as I was passing by the mirror I noticed my tiny baby bump. At first I thought seeing it would be horrible but I smiled looking at myself. It was almost the holidays and I had everything I could ever imagine.