Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Twenty weeks pregnant. My baby is the about the length of a banana, but I have been feeling more like a balloon. I weigh less than I did with Thorn at this stage, but my tummy is larger. The dreaded swelling has already begun. I waddle a bit more, I sleep a bit more, I heartburn a lot more, and bending over is like... well, bending over a balloon. So I put on a red shirt today. Because if I must be a balloon, I will be an AWESOME RED balloon.