Thirty Weeks.


Major Sciatic Nerve Pain.

Are sweatpants acceptable in public?

(I always thought I would be a super stylish, always cute, pregnant lady. No. I want to live in sweats.)

Nursery. Baby Names. So many things to get done.

Waistline, will you ever return to me? (and on the note:)

Give me all of the food.

Labor: looking forward to that! (Said no one, ever.)

Grunting like an arthritic old lady every time I have to move.

Is it February yet?

Thirty Weeks. Currently feeling feelings.


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