Well. Here it is. That cliche pregnancy symptom that gives you away to the world.
Ask me about trail mix granola bars... or don't. Because I might gag.
I want to start taking 'pre bump' pictures since nothing's visible besides my endless snacks. ;) The only problem is I don't have a tripod and Matt hates pictures in general and does homework 24-7 so I haven't wrangled him into a photo shoot session. Yet. :p
In other news, today is the twin's sweet 16th! I just want you to know how stinkin hard it is to not be like, "Ta da! I made you a niece/nephew for your birthday! Here's some 'auntie' onesies to celebrate!" I mean, we even had a text conversation about that... and I lied again and told them to cross their fingers for next month or something. I think in the case of pregnancy lying is pardoned? Otherwise I'm probably doomed.
Right? Best birthday presents ever. Imaginary ones anyway... that they'll get a month late. :p
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