Dear Pepper,
You're growing like a weed! My appetite is up, but it still isn't for those healthy things I should be eating. You're the size of a mango, but I feel like I'm the size of a basketball...which isn't totally fair.
The end of the week was a bit of a mess, not that pregnancy changed any of that, but it probably contributed a bit. I heard once that pregnant people handle a crisis better (assuming we aren't being completely emotional) because our body tells us that Number 1 Priority is that baby is healthy and doing okay....so if the crisis doesn't involve harm to our baby, we chemically say "Okay, no biggie, lets do this." I think my body did a little of that this week when I had my car broken into (and subsequently backed into another car in the parking lot after the fact....I'll save that for another time). It happened, it sucked...but we got through it just fine.
So what about you? Nursery planning took a bit of a backseat this week, but I will say I'm a little excited for your next ultra sound to see you again. Other than that, not a lot to report on the pregnancy front. I will say...my toes are looking a little puffy lately, which gives me pause since swollen feet were one of the most memorable things about last pregnancy. My wedding band is a smidge snug too.
Oh P.S---you love starburst just like your mom. Your sister is convinced I'm trying to give her poison...or worse...vegetables when I handle her a piece of starburst....so she hasn't tried one yet. You do flip flops when I eat them.
You're growing like a weed! My appetite is up, but it still isn't for those healthy things I should be eating. You're the size of a mango, but I feel like I'm the size of a basketball...which isn't totally fair.
The end of the week was a bit of a mess, not that pregnancy changed any of that, but it probably contributed a bit. I heard once that pregnant people handle a crisis better (assuming we aren't being completely emotional) because our body tells us that Number 1 Priority is that baby is healthy and doing okay....so if the crisis doesn't involve harm to our baby, we chemically say "Okay, no biggie, lets do this." I think my body did a little of that this week when I had my car broken into (and subsequently backed into another car in the parking lot after the fact....I'll save that for another time). It happened, it sucked...but we got through it just fine.
So what about you? Nursery planning took a bit of a backseat this week, but I will say I'm a little excited for your next ultra sound to see you again. Other than that, not a lot to report on the pregnancy front. I will say...my toes are looking a little puffy lately, which gives me pause since swollen feet were one of the most memorable things about last pregnancy. My wedding band is a smidge snug too.
Oh P.S---you love starburst just like your mom. Your sister is convinced I'm trying to give her poison...or worse...vegetables when I handle her a piece of starburst....so she hasn't tried one yet. You do flip flops when I eat them.

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