heavier than a moose
We'll call this post, "The Joys of Being REALLY Pregnant."
Our Saturday morning began with morning sickness for me; yep, it seems to have returned.
While getting ready to run some errands, I had to change my clothes twice after realizing I had outgrown two different items of clothing. Maternity clothing.
Then, while at Lowe's, I walk up to the paint counter to hear the teenage employee say to me, "Whoooaaahhh! How many months pregnant are you?" (Really- who says this to someone?? Come on!).
Then, my favorite part of the morning- I was walking with Luke and he was telling me how strong he was. He asked me to feel his muscles and said, "I'm so strong, I could lift a moose."
Then he paused and said, "I'm so strong I could even lift up you!"
My three year old thinks I weigh more than a moose.
Ahhhh...it was truly a morning to love being pregnant. :)
Our Saturday morning began with morning sickness for me; yep, it seems to have returned.
While getting ready to run some errands, I had to change my clothes twice after realizing I had outgrown two different items of clothing. Maternity clothing.
Then, while at Lowe's, I walk up to the paint counter to hear the teenage employee say to me, "Whoooaaahhh! How many months pregnant are you?" (Really- who says this to someone?? Come on!).
Then, my favorite part of the morning- I was walking with Luke and he was telling me how strong he was. He asked me to feel his muscles and said, "I'm so strong, I could lift a moose."
Then he paused and said, "I'm so strong I could even lift up you!"
My three year old thinks I weigh more than a moose.
Ahhhh...it was truly a morning to love being pregnant. :)
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