I must have hormonal overdrive.
I keep feeling like getting a baby baby puppy to raise with the boys, and ultimately, the kid. Something that bonds with the kid instead of Josh and Me exclusively (Iorek is Josh's, Tristan is mine...)
or really... any little baby animals... sheesh.
Josh bought the baby a huge stuffed penguin to match the nursery. I'll post pictures when I get a new SD card for the camera... the one we have doesn't fit the new camera, unfortunately.
I'm huge, also. I can no longer button most of my pants-- only the pants I have that are size 11... I was a size 5-7 pre-pregnancy. Crazy noise.
My hips began hurting today- not as bad as they will, I'm sure. Ditto for the back, though that one gets pretty bad already. Today was rough. Josh had to go back again... shortly thereafter, the puppy I'm babysitting crapped on the carpet... then the cat threw up on the couch... then trying to clean up the poop... I threw up on the carpet. Oh glorious pregnancy, only how many months left?! That's right. 6. I hate this.
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