So, here's the last prego pic I have of myself. This is 23 weeks.
I have been feeling pretty good since then. The all-day-sickness is about 97% gone. The only time I get nauseous is when I get too hot, too full or too hungry. I want to eat EVERYTHING. Anytime somebody talks about a certain food, I want it and I want it now. No real cravings to speak of, but sometimes something very specific will sound good, like a cheeseburger or an ice cream sundae. What can I say? The girl knows what she wants... Because I have nothing to do with it. At least that's what I tell myself as I scarf my face.
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