I love being pregnant. For all of the annoying symptoms that I feel, I just want to express how much I am actually enjoying this. Never in my life has it been so much fun when clothes are too small for me. This morning, when a sweater was clearly too short and the stretchy part of my maternity jeans was showing, Hubby-poo came up and started rubbing my tummy and talking to Acorn. It was just too cute!
He's a huge dork, though. Last night he kept on rubbing and poking my belly and saying, "stinky baby." It was really, really funny. Kind of mean, as the baby isn't stinky at all right now (at least not that we can tell). But his argument is that the baby will be stinky soon enough.
Anyway, I'm rambling. And I gotta head to a meeting. I just wnated to poke in and say hi :-).
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