While the food fixations have gone away, the one first tri symptom that hasn't is the fatigue. I operate pretty well during the day, but after dinner I'm fighting heavy eyelids. My husband makes fun of me for my geriatric bedtimes, but hey, I'm growing a human here.Appearance-wise, people keep telling me I look pregnant now. I know it's still bump mixed with bloat and fat, but I'll take it. And to confirm strangers' "Is she? Isn't she?" looks, I tend to make a show of rubbing my belly.
I am already feeling like a slacker in getting ready for baby's arrival. I haven't purchased one thing or made any moves to clean out the guest room to become the nursery. We have a lot of attic and basement purging to do first, and then have to figure out what to do with husband's clothes.
We also have to figure out daycare once I go back to work in January. I don't even know the questions to ask a potential caregiver.
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