The baby is now the size of a grape. He/she is growing more and more each week. The picture to the right is finally starting to resemble a human instead of an alien or seahorse.
I am feeling better, but soooooo much more tired. My previous 8:45ish bedtime has now moved to 7:30ish. When 7:00 rolls around I feel like I hit a wall and just cannot bounce back. Dinner is still questionable. I feel bad for Joe because I have not cooked dinner in forever, but I don't feel like eating a meal at the end of the day, so my dinner usually consists of easy mac, cereal, Eggo waffles, or cinnamon raisin toast (not all of them together though) and of course everything comes with a big ol' kosher dill pickle. Joe and I have always had pickles in the house, but it's used to really only be him eating them.
For Valentines Day Joe and I went to The Village Tavern for dinner. We have one less than a mile from our home, but we went to the one across town. This was where we had our first date many moons ago. I got Joe two onesies (one boy and one girl) that say, "I Love My Daddy." Joe was very thoughtful and got me a Pandora bracelet with the cutest baby buggy charm. It was so sweet.
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