My baby is officially a lemon.
I don’t mean “a lemon” like he/she is a dud.
I mean “a lemon” like he/she is the size of a lemon.
14 weeks is the first official week of the 2nd trimester.
Which is awesome.
Except for the fact that I still had to take a Zofran this morning.
Isn’t the sickness supposed to end when the 2nd tri begins?
In other related pregnancy news, I feel fat in my swimming suit.
I’ve entered the “is she fat or pregnant” stage,
which is easily hidden with loose tops.
But a spandex swimming suit makes it pretty difficult to hide the belly bulge that is developing.
I’d show you a picture,
but no one needs to see me in a swimming suit.
You can thank me later.