It was a sad day when I went to put on my favorite pair of shorts to go out for dinner and they wouldn't button. I am seeing a familiar trend with all of my clothing. Did I have a boob job in my sleep? All of the sudden, I find my bras (even jog bras) are a little too tight and my favorite clothes are no longer favorite. Sigh. On the bright side, I have an 8 week old bundle of joy growing in my belly.
However, that 8 week old bundle of joy seems to be robbing me of all the nutrients I put into my body. I can not consume enough food. I eat and eat all day long, and 1 minute later my stomach is growling again. What gives, little one? David jokes it is a boy since it is already "eating" like one. We'll see about that.
My next appointment is next week. I pray there will still be good news!
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