I had been chilly all day yesterday, so when we got home from our lovely dinner with Jen and Jordan, I decided to hop in the shower and get warmed up.
It’s official. My pre-pregnancy pants are too tight. But I don’t have a cute little bump of a baby yet…just lots of rolls digging into the waistband of my pants. It feels so good.
I got an email last night from my father and he had attached a bunch of old documents he found on the computer. Our family grew up attending Rosewood Park Alliance Church and we were quite happy there for many years.
I have been drinking diet beverages since I was a young preteen, in an attempt to get skinny. It worked for a few years, but then the bum-chub came back and all I was left with was an aspartame addiction.
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.