No, not really. It just feels like I'm doing 1,000 crunches a day. Apparently, my uterus is contracting and has also grown from the size of my fist to the size of a grapefruit. GROSS
My husband is enjoying my newfound breasts, which seem to keep growing. I may have to get a boob job when all of this is said and done. I don't think he'll be able to go back to my 34barely Bs.
About Me
- Meg
- Thanks for visiting. Jill's blog began as a conversation starter for genetic testing in early pregnancy. I'm Meg: Mom to Jill, wife to Tony, daughter, daughter-in-law, sister, cousin, friend. I'm also a carrier of a rare X-linked disease called myotubular myopathy.
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