There's definitely something there. People that know me notice it.
But it's still at that point where I can sleep on my belly and fit into my skinny jeans.
The only craving I consistently have is for a good, crusty, macaroni and cheese. I dream about it.
At this point, this babe is the size of an apple. From an appleseed to an apple. : ) And I feel like there is something in me, pushing out my belly. I have days where I think he's going through growth spurts, stretching me forward. I have a feeling he's going to be a wiggler and I'm going to start feeling real kicks in not too long.
No comments:
Post a Comment