The baby that is!! This week has been really cool, as I can now feel the future soccer player moving around on a regular basis. It feels really weird, like non-stop butterflies. We're almost at the 4 month mark, and things are going really well. No more weight gain to speak of, so Hitler the doctor will be happy. I was told that seeing as I am 'a little big' (read: fat ass!) to begin with, I should lay off the twinkies and ho-hos. I guess she's hoping the kid will feed off the reserves? What does she think I am? A seal? Anyway, it hasn't been too hard, because between the nausea (which thankfully has all but stopped) and the five-alarm heartburn, I can't really eat that much anyway. Bland. Bland is good. So are Tums, and they have CALCIUM, something I am sorely lacking due to my aversion to milk. I could eat ice cream, but there we go again with the fat girl theme...there's no rest for the wicked, or the impregnated.
The more I think of it, I should change the title of this blog to "All Things Gastrointestinal", or "All My Body Parts Are Going To Shit". hahahahaha....oh well, five months to go.