OK, so I am out of the first trimester and my energy levels are predicted to increase a little.
It hasn’t happened yet.
Steve and I will be the first to admit that we have different ideas of what “fun” is.
Today marks the 12-week point of my pregnancy. It’s strange to think that I am already one-third finished this journey of wonder.
If you read Jen’s blog today you’ll see her tale of the car accident we got in last night. The word “accident” seems a little melodramatic for what actually happened.
It’s been a while since I posted a picture of my pregnant belly, so I thought I would grace the internet with an image of my blossoming tummy.
There is a baby name that I have been madly in love with for the past four years. The name is Anneliese. (If you don’t like it, I DON’T WANT TO HEAR ABOUT IT.