L's now 19 weeks pregnant and doing well. Wombie's into exercising frequently, especially during rugby, which is a good sign. L feels these strange movements inside her and it is so exciting!
But the big news is that L is now sporting a fashionable bump - and I LOVE it! And bump goes everywhere with us. I can image Wombie snuggled up in amniotic fluid having a whale of a time, while L teachers, and reads and talks. It's such a strange concept: this incredible life growing inside of her in this amazingly perfect, little bag.
Everything Wombie needs is right there. And this got me thinking: Will I be able to provide enough after this perfect, growing environment? I don't know. But I watch L and she seems to effortlessly cope with all the changes. The new bump. The frequent tears and more frequent trips to the bathroom. The tiredness on exceptionally hot days. The moods.
The list goes on and on... needless to say, if this is anything to go on, I'm sure Wombie will lack for nothing.
What I've learnt so far: I'm 32 years old this weekend, and don't feel that old. Impressive!
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