12 1/2 weeks - give or take and my pants still fit...give or take. Ok, some of them fit. Obviously not this pair. I'm definately not maternity clothes material just yet, but the rubber band kept me breathing comfortably while wearing my favorite jeans. The funny thing is that a week ago, I was so incredibly not showing that I was a little worried. But as my icky, yet
not exactly morning sickness symptoms subsided, my baby belly began making it's debut.
Caleb's producing more and more understandable English. At night he says a serviceable "Night-night" and has learned how to kiss - it's sooooooooooooooooooooo cute! He doesn't really know how to kiss, but he knows how to make the smack and that's the cute part. His kisses are a little, um, juicy.
Caleb's producing more and more understandable English. At night he says a serviceable "Night-night" and has learned how to kiss - it's sooooooooooooooooooooo cute! He doesn't really know how to kiss, but he knows how to make the smack and that's the cute part. His kisses are a little, um, juicy.
