First, I don't really look this thin, but I'm rolling with it. For some reason photo booth made me look much thinner and hey, who am I to argue?
I just wish I really was this thin during this pregnancy.
(My ass never recovered from the 2nd baby or the 1st).
This pregnancy has been a bit different thus far. With the other two I felt fine. Tired, but fine. The third time? Whoa. Sick. Like, I just started feeling somewhat normal. But do I really remember what "normal" was? Probably not.
With my second pregnancy, with Eden, I felt gorgeous and well, beautiful. Not the case this time. Maybe that will change, but I'm not holding my breath.
I feel uneasy about things lately. It's hard to explain. Life is funny that way. One thing being the gender. With JC I *knew* it was a boy, with Eden I *knew* it was a girl. This baby? no feeling what so ever. That makes me nervous. Not sure why, but it does.
So here I sit, 16 weeks along and nervous as hell this time around. I see a lot of changes happening this year. Not just adding another small person to our family, but changes everywhere with my life. Things are changing, not all of them being happy or wanted.
[& I'm not happy about 1st gray hair found this week- 2 weeks away from my 32nd birthday}