Maybe the title is a little misleading. Fabulous may not be the right choice of word, but let me tell you, there are days when I feel as high as a kite. Like, "yeah, I'm pregnant, aren't I cute?" My co-worker told me, "you're going to be one of those women who says, 'Oh, I LOVED being pregnant,' and the rest of us will all secretly hate you for it." I'm not sure if I'd go that far, but like I said, there are days.
So far I've gained about 10 or 15 pounds, and I'm about halfway. I have no idea if that is normal or not, and I'd rather not know. When you're as high as a kite, you don't exactly care if you're a fat cow. Besides, if I am, I'm a cute cow. If there ever was such a thing.
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