I stared blindly at my belly last night waiting to see if I actually see my baby’s kicks from the outside and sure enough, the big kicks are visible to the outside world. This is getting interesting.
I’m going on a little trip to see a friend in three weeks. It’s weird to think about how big I’ll be by then. I always just feel like I’m always going to be just this size, even though every day I get bigger and bigger. I don’t know if it’s magic hormones that do that to you, or what. Magic hormones that make you believe everything that’s happening to your body is totally normal and nothing to be alarmed about. It weirds me out that it doesn’t even hurt me that my belly is getting so stretched so quickly.