this baby just might make it.
I still have nausea most of the day (and night), my boobs are killing me, and lets not even talk about weeing a hundred times a day - and pooping once a week. (TMI?).
The point is, im starting to feel optimistic. Quietly so, but optimistic. Its sort of scaring me.
9 weeks and 2 days today. If we can get through the next three weeks with a happy heartbeating baby - then i will relax.
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