So far, fatigue has been my only major pregnancy symptom. Very luckily, I've had no morning sickness (well, there was one little bout early on, but just the one). There's been moodiness - oh, yes - and it's bad when it's there...
Last night we were laying in bed, and I felt a weird little popping sensation on the right side of my midsection. I figured it was either more ligament-stretching (whoa, does that ever hurt) or the enormous amount of pizza I'd just had for dinner...
Lately I'm all about flowy, relaxed silhouettes like the outfit pictured above, which is very much "Oh, don't worry about me, I'm just wandering through the market picking up daffodils on a lovely spring afternoon."
The thing about being the very first of your friends to get pregnant is this:
1. Very, very few of them want to talk about babies (I don't blame them; I'm pregnant and I don't particularly want to talk about babies either...except I sort of have to, because I have never, ever been around an infant and have a bit to learn)...
(So basically we know it's a boy or a girl. Big news, right?)
