I can now see the baby kicking or punching. Not quite the scene from Alien, but entertaining at the least. She is beginning to pack quite a punch too. Luckily she can't reach my ribs, but she does jump up and down on my bladder in the evenings. Between that and the 80 ounces of fluids I drink in a day, I have to go the bathroom every 30 minutes until bedtime. I am only having to get up two times a night now because I cut myself off from fluids at about ten, giving me two hours to get most of it out.
I can't see my feet now when I stand up straight. I didn't expect it to happen this early, but I do have ridiculously small feet, so I guess I should have. It's a good thing I stopped wearing nail polish on my toes months ago, or I would forget to paint them (or have them painted) and that would be bad since we still have a few more months of good sandal weather here. Once colder weather gets here I may have to go get some more closed toe, slip on shoes, because my favorite pair or sneakers are too snug to wear anymore. Maybe my feet will actually get to a normal shoe size. Heck, even a half size bigger would be a step up for me.
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I love your weekly posts, thanks for the updates! I remember your size 5 feet (cause we could never share shoes). I was a 6 pre-kids, and am actually a 6 again and down to 116 (I don't think I was 116 in High School)... Anyway, make sure you have sweet sounds coming out your mouth, cause she can "hear-you"... ;>
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