...and I'm still pregnant. I had my first serious meltdown Friday night when I was certain that this baby was no longer living. I went to bed believing that we would have to go to L & D in the morning to deliver this baby, but thankfully I was awoken by somebody kicking. I wish I could be as confident as all the others posting pictures ALL over the internet about their bellies, but I'm realistic. I'm not being burned again. A picture here or there, maybe, but I'm not one for attention anyways.
11 weeks left.
77 days left.
One day at a time...
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