Tomorrow. I'll be 13 weeks tomorrow and it looks like I'm having a giant. There would be no hiding this baby until week 20 like I did with Emma (ok maybe it wasn't so much as hiding as me telling people I was just getting fat).
For the most part I feel good. Not so sick, more energy, only vomiting every other day.
Emma is as cute as ever. Her recent activities including "cuddle, cuddle" with mommy if she gets told no for anything and helping daddy carry wood in and build fires in the fireplace. Lest you think we're terrible parents we don't actually let her play with fire. She sits next to daddy and hands him things for the fire. She knows that its "hot" as she'll tell you repeatedly.
It's our last weekend before Paul starts his crazy work schedule. Yay. (Do you get the sarcasm in that yay?)
Hope y'all have a great weekend!!!
Wife, mother, Rodan + Fields consultant, Adjunct Professor....love my family, friends, wine, and God.
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