The other day it hit me that I'm about 25 weeks pregnant. I realized that that means I'm about 5 months along. For some reason I thought I was something like four months along. This week I started feeling big. Some days it feels like my belly is can't expand any more and yet, it will. This pregnancy is so different just because M brings new adventures every day and the new baby can unfortunately, or fortunately, at this moment be a bit in the background. I'm not pouring over every baby book wondering about every little thing. I can't. I'm also the mother of a toddler.
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