22 weeks this week and that means 17 weeks 6 days to go! (from today) My lovely boy and I have gotten a little bit ill, which is shitty. But the little man is healthy as a.. ping pong ball? He bounces around soooo much.. Kicking me in the bladder, colon and sometimes you can feel him on the outside! So far, it's just been Daddy who's been feeling those little kicks. Mainly during tummy time.. To the face. This week my liena nigra is coming in. Chris and I both knew I'd get it, despite my mother saying I'm too fair for it.
I've also been bra shopping! Got up to a whopping new cup size! E! Who'd a known? Me for one because my grandmother on my fathers side had huuuuge bazoomas. So I knew it was bound to happen. Can't say I'm complaining!
None of my jeans, barr the maternity ones, fit anymore. I cant get them over my hips, let alone my ass. I don't even eat that much! (except for dinner tonight... but I was hungry okay? I'm growing a person, so technically I shared a whole pizza.)
Things are also in the works as far as living situations go. We may just move to Melbourne and buy a tattoo shop there, that is what the rumours are anyway... ;)
Nothing else to report. Everyone who's had anything to do baby wise has said that he is perfect. And I would have to agree.
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