This week, our little one is moving up in the fruit world--he/she is the size of a peach! Ironically enough, there is also a thin layer of "peach fuzz" on baby--hair that helps keep baby warm and will disappear by birth.
With only a few more days left until the first trimester is over, I am eagerly looking forward to what people keep telling me is the best time of pregnancy: renewed energy, no more morning sickness, etc. My energy is coming back slowly--in the morning, of all times. That is just another thing that makes me think baby is going to be just like it's daddy. Pre-baby (and during the first few months), I didn't do mornings. I have always been a night owl, but now I'm sensing a shift in the force--I'm enjoying getting up and being productive, but once the sun is high in the sky, my energy wanes and the afternoon finds me snoozing on the couch with the cat.
Next week, we get to start measuring Little Peachy by inches, and we have the much anticipated doctor visit. I've never been so excited to have blood drawn and be poked and prodded in my life.
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