at ten weeks our wee little fruit is now the size of a small plum.
ten weeks usually marks the start of the “morning sickness” symptoms for me, although they linger mildly throughout the day. i usually bid them a gleeful adieu at around week fourteen. you know how it goes…voracious hunger, persistent nausea, depleted momentum. deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh. did you notice i can’t even bring myself to capitalize properly!! just kidding, i’m nursing and typing one-handed :)
lots of couch reading, slow and steady. i need to remember to hang in there a few more weeks. meanwhile, piles are growing and i swear i can hear them snickering as i pass them by.
any mellow summer activity suggestions for our much larger fruits??? poor things.
however, we do go outside and DO things, thanks to my wonderful husband…see?
oh and we’re butchering robert the frisky rooster tonight! more to follow to be sure!