Monday, October 26, 2009
I started to feel movement this week. At least I hope it's movement otherwise I spent the better part of 15 minutes having a conversation with my bowels. I have yet to purchase a stitch of maternity clothing. A jerry-rigged rubberband is the only thing keeping my trousers up. A bump is slowly starting to emerge like I swallowed an entire cantaloupe. I'm still undecided about "belly" pictures. I'm leaning more toward the NO bare belly pictures because I have this small tendency to find them revolting and contrived. But it's early days yet and who knows what uncharted territories this pregnancy is going to take me.
Monday, October 19, 2009
My sixteenth week of pregnancy has come and gone and it was by far the WORST week EVER since I managed to catch swine flu. Fortunately my prenatal appointment gave my doc the opportunity to prescribe an antibiotic so my suffering was only slightly less dreadful than it might have been otherwise. In spite my rib-splitting cough, a diet of broth, and agonizing muscle aches the baby bean is a-okay with a heartbeat zooming along at about 160.
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