I feel not huge today. Less pregnant. Not in a worrisome way, the baby is still his usually active self, (He recently found my left hip bone and likes punching it. Having your bones punched from the inside is freaking weird) but I am no longer wallowing and moaning and rolling and whining. I have spent a good chunk of my day admiring my belly in the mirror and thinking what a shame it is it’s too cold to wear cute maternity clothes. I even looked at my new Victoria’s Secret catalog without any thoughts of arson.
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Bonjour! No I'm not French, it just sounded fancy. Sorry for the confusion. I'm Suzanne and the star of the show is Little Evan, who is now sharing top billing with Caroline, born December 19, 2010. I love hearing from you so if you have questions, stories or ideas to share, email me at bebehblog at gmail dot com.
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This blog makes me happy after the last one made me sad.