I recently told some friends that I was feeling great, not much to report, this pregnancy was pretty boring. Two days later.. I find myself with my head hanging over the potty...so far, 3 times in one day.. yep, after each meal.
I'll be buying stock in listerine mouthwash come payday. Ew.
And now, I'm hungry.
But, Colton is enjoying the lazy nauseous momma...the livingroom is wrecked by no later than 12 noon. But that's okay, he does decently well on picking up after himself...most of the time....
7 weeks pregnant...only 33 more weeks to go... well probably less if we stick with the cesearean birth option. OH YEAH. I'm not calling it a c-section anymore, its a cesearean birth. The difference? Surgical proceedure I have no control over VERSUS the way my child will be birthed from my body to enter the world.
Labelling bias at its best, no?
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