Kicks and Splotches
Posted on | February 8, 2009 | No Comments
My little monster .. God bless him (or her. I call it him for now) he’s been driving his mommy crazy because he’s turned into such a little kicker. Especially when Mommy is really exhausted and trying to sleep .. the positions she loves aren’t good enough so he kicks her into something he’s happy with .. LOL. Taptaptaptaptaptap … tataptaptaptap
Honestly though, it’s the most amazing thing in the world to me right now. Every time he kicks tears well up in my eyes and I just have to caress my belly and tell him how much I love him. I desperately want the next 4-5 months over so I can hold him in my arms finally. Sigh.
I’ve actually gotten to a point where I freak out and kinda start to “miss” him when he doesn’t kick. Dangit, child. See how inlove with you I am?
In other news I have Chloasma aka Pregnancy Mask bad .. on the sides of my face, around my chin and on my neck. I feel so hideously ugly. Like Elephant Man status. I have a Dr. Appointment on Tuesday I think. I’m gonna ask for something for it and seriously I hope it works. :-\
I guess until then I’m gonna start going out with a face full of caked on make up ..
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