I never thought I would be one of those moms who documented the journey of her pregnancy for all the interwebs to see. I didn't think I'd ever want to take pictures of my belly from week to week as my future child grew. I never saw myself crying when I observed a married couple with their child(ren), happy and smiling, anticipating feeling that joy myself. But here I am, contemplating where in our home we should take the weekly belly picture, thinking of things I can write about while at work. I'm doing things I never imagined, but I couldn't feel more complete. (Which isn't to say I'm always happy, but I can talk about that later.)
Fiance and I will be expecting our offspring in March of next year. We don't know the sex, sometimes we don't even remember how far along we are, but we do know a few things: baby is the size of a lemon and apparently likes settling right near mommy's bladder. Also, she/he has an appetite and attitude like mommy (stubborn and cranky when hungry). We've already picked out names; that happened with surprisingly little trouble. ....Except when his friends tried to help and somehow kept coming up with animal names and things like "Shooter".
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