Good Morning Friends.
Mama’s not feeling so hot this morning. Oy. Some mild queasiness has returned. I had a wave of it on Friday, and now again today.
I am attributing it to a hormonal shift (apparently around this time, there is another spike in estrogen to catch up with the progesterone) and baby growth spurt- yeah buddy! Fine, as long as my pumpkin is having a good time.
HOWEVER, IF I GET THE STOMACH BUG THAT EVERYONE SEEMS TO HAVE THESE DAYS…
Make no mistake. I WILL cut a bitch, like Danielle Peskowitz.
Here’s a tip…if you’re not feeling well, make yourself scarce…like I don’t even want to see a photo of you on Instagram, scarce. Please. I beg you. I don’t need more vomiting in my life.
I’m officially 23 weeks + 3 days. HOLLA.
Here are some facts you may or may not want to know:
I’ve gained a total of 11 pounds.
My hair looks really nice.
My skin looks really nice.
I have a very faint, tiny linea negra that spans pubic bone to belly button.
…and speaking of belly buttons, my innie is now flat.
I can still do some advanced Pilates. Duh.
Yoga is everything.
My boobs are veiny…and did I mention, YUGE?
Oh, and <earmuffs boys>…my crotch now sweats bullets. So sexy.
That’s the skinny of the not-so-skinny journey of my pregnancy thus far.
LIFE IS GOOD.
I’m going to wrap it up for today, but next time, I’ll talk THINGS THAT ANNOY ME DURING PREGNANCY. I need another week to collect more intel. Patience.
Get ready for that fun.