16 weeks along, 24 more to go!
Tater Baby is the size of a dill pickle.
Starting to feel baby flutters.
Still not finding out the gender.
Pregnancy dreams are CRAZY!
And this is what happens when the cameraman (Tater) decides to have fun!
Overall, I'm definitely starting to feel much better, and the energy is still returning. I have noticed that pregnancy brain is a real thing. At work, I have to write down every single task I plan on doing for the entire day and week. If it's not written down, it honestly will not happen.
I'll be having a conversation with Tay and will completely blank. I love words, but now I have the hardest time coming up with the simplest words. To me, being pregnant = having a mild stroke.
My sweet Norman is still ALL OVER ME. He stares at me while I work at the computer, sits next to the sink as I wash dishes, and snuggles up real tight against me every night.
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