Our baby is now the size of an avocado and the weight of a turnip!
the little guy (or girl) is still kicking my butt as far as nausea goes,
but I love the little peanut anyway!
To be fair...
it has gone down from around 4-6 trips to the bathroom a day
so who's complaining?
in all honesty, lest I scare you away from ever conceiving...
feeling this little baby flutter around and do somersaults all over my tummy
finally seeing my little belly pop out and instinctively resting my arm on top...
having Steve rub carrot lotion on my burgeoning mid section
imagining the chubby cheeks and blonde curly hair I just know will be mine in only a few short months
I'm so grateful to be having this experience.
there is a special beauty in motherhood, even if, occasionally, you do feel like the walking dead.