At night it feels like Lima Bean is stretching my uterus and hips, like taking his/her little teensy arm buds and pulling my insides like taffy. DH and I keep arguing in the night because I need to sleep on my side hugging a body pillow and according to DH I'm invading his space. Talking space, he's driving me nuts and I want some effing space. Rant over. I haven't been feeling quite as motion sick which is good but I have been having some pretty strong food aversions. The other night at Golden Corrall I was looking forward to fried chicken and bread and butter which I couldn't eat. I could eat Mac and Cheese and banana pudding though.
Oh! And guess what! My boobs are looking a little fuller. Yippppeeee!
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