On Sunday, I will be 4 months 3 weeks along.
I find it too hard to count in weeks. Math is not my strongest suit.
I can't believe I'm half way there.
I swear my belly grew 10 times in size overnight.
Is there a gremlin in there?
I keep hearing about this flutter I will feel the first time I feel the baby move.
I can't wait to feel the flutter.
I love that my belly finally looks like a baby bump, and not a beer belly.
And now that I have a belly, I am finding bending over a bit challenging.
My husband is already putting on the sympathy weight. Because he feels obligated to drink my share of the wine.
I'm still on steroids for my hyperemesis. I've tried to taper down twice, but got real sick again. So I guess I need to stay on them a little longer.
Without the steroids I would likely be in the hospital or on home health care at home, so I am thankful for them.
And because I am on the steroids I feel GREAT.
And no, I do not have any super power strength. I'm not taking those kinds of steroids.
I love being pregnant and can't wait to meet our little girl come January.
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