Weekend approaches

My baby feels like he’s struggling in there, trying to break free. I feel pokes and prods in all different directions, as if he’s already flailing each limb independently like most 3-4 month olds seem to do. It’s ok, little buddy, you’re safe in there.

I worked for my lunch today: my friend and I walked about 5 blocks uphill to a little eatery, where I so healthfully chose a chicken salad sandwich with lettuce and tomato and I drank water. Good for me! As much as pregnancy makes you want to splurge on anything and everything unhealthy, you (or I) feel ten times better when I eat this way. Now, to make a good decision about dinner. Who knows?

Plans for the weekend include yoga and the dog park. Riveting, I know. How about yours?

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