For the past couple of weeks I've been dealing with Full Belly Syndrome. I could be starving, and yet three or four bites into my meal, I'm toast.
I hope that doesn't hinder my Thanksgiving... perhaps I'll just have to snack all day.
I really feel like I've popped this week. No longer looking pudgy, but looking more like I'm growing another little Baby H in there. That's exciting. Thanks to my Belly Band, I'm still wearing my pre-pregnancy jeans. I sure wish I would have had one of those the first time around.
I swear last night I SAW the baby move... just a little bump right under my waistband. I sat there and watched it for a minute longer, and didn't see it again, but I am hoping that means that I'll be able to share the sensation with David and Eli soon...
No comments:
Post a Comment