Prenatal vitamins. You smell weird. You are the size of a horse tranquilizer. I hate you. I thought I got pregnant because I didn't like taking a pill everyday.
Oh, and that futon is down because I wasn't lying. I did put it down at midnight in a hormonal hissy fit. The blog never lies.
16 weeks. Baby: Avocado size. Belly: Watermelon size. There is no justice.
1 comment:
I'm sorry sweetie, you just don't have a lot of room for the baby to go up. But you look sooooo cute!
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