Today I'm 13 weeks + 3 days pregnant.
My 16 week cervical scan is in a little under three weeks. I'm hoping to make a successful pitch for an early anatomy scan that same appointment.
These will be some long fucking weeks.
According to the one close confidante at work who is aware of my condition (I broke down and had to share with someone), my waistline isn't currently giving anything away.... but the same can't be said for my bra and the spillage that I am not paying close enough attention to, it seems. On my 5'2 usually athletic frame, this rack is huge.
Here's something the Viking told me a few nights ago: he had a dream shortly after my FET. He dreamed we were taking care of a baby girl. After watching the ultrasound he's "convinced the little bugger is a boy" (his words). I am convinced it's an alien. A really stereotypical, boring alien that demands mint chocolate chip ice-cream and pickles. Could you just be a little more creative, alien baby?
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