Ah, sixteen weeks. Deuce is a-kicking quite frequently now, and I forgot how surreal and somewhat unnerving it can be until one gets accustomed to the feeling again. Equally unnerving is how prone to sudden bouts of nausea and (sometimes) vomiting I am even this late in the pregnancy. Hopefully this week's checkup will assist with some of the questions I have about it. More to follow, once I learn something.
Indeed, it is time to be excited about the coming little one. Now that fetal movement is noticeable and more often than once a day, I can feel pretty good about the development going on inside my growing tummy. Unfortunately, it isn't yet to the point of doing "kick counts" and other monitoring that is adviseable in later pregnancy. Still, it's something to cheer about.
Not so much the growing belly and shouts from relatives and friends to see pictures posted on Facebook. Cut it out. Please.
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