O. My. God.Where has the time gone? We're nearly done with the first trimester, and guess what peeps, I haven't even begun to think about thinking about what our life will become with a second little person in it. I am so behind in this thinking that I still regularly forget that I am pregnant. It's often someone asking me, "how are you feeling?" and me scrambling to recall if I was supposed to be sick or something that jogs my memory. And then I remember how none of my clothes fit anymore, and my throat is constantly on fire from the heartburn. And how I felt ill constantly for like two straight months. I must just be exhausted, because with all that's going on inside a'here, forgetting I'm pregnant should NOT happen.
Anyway, things seem to be going fine. My milk makers are nice and sore, and occasionally when I wake up in the mornings I'll feel rolling movement a la uterus. My pooch is very obvious now, although at this point I still look more fat than pregnant. I really look forward to, oh, the 20th week. Then all the proportions are what they should be.
Check out Wee Pea!
- S/he is about 2.5 inches long (plum?)
- Nerve cells are multiplying rapidly this week
- If I prod, s/he moves around (although I can't always feel it)
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