I thought you might. At least I know that whenever I hear baby news from a friend, I immediately have a million questions.
:: The offical due date is August 20.
:: We told our families at Christmas, and it made for probably the best Christmas ever. And when you combine that news with Emily's Christmas Day engagement, you're looking at a seriously big Christmas!
:: On Saturday, I'll be 13 weeks along, so almost through the first trimester! That means that on Saturday, Baby will be the size a peach. A peach!
:: Alas, those booties in the last post are not mine. I pinned them a while ago, and now the pin leads no where.
:: Up until the past few days I've been feeling continually nauseous. While uncomfortable, it's certainly been manageable all things considered.
:: Sometimes I feel so tired that I feel drugged.
:: I've had no food cravings yet, but the nausea has certainly made for many food aversions. I do well with bland food. Think five boxes of Kix in two weeks kind of bland.
:: I've also been downing the milk like it's going out of style.
:: I have this little paunch that could be either baby or bloat--the jury's still out.
:: No one tells prospective mothers that pregnancy includes more than its fair share of bloating and gas. TMI?
:: Mood swings. Hormonal crying. Inexplicable irritability.
:: Elation. Complete and all-encompassing elation.