Today, Lil Berger has reached the fetal stage -- the 10 week mark!!! This morning, I even told the dog "Happy Fetus Day, Charlie." My husband just chuckled. Like the dog really cares.
I've been feeling sick off and on. I'm a late bloomer to morning sickness, apparently. Nothing sounds good to eat but I force myself. Bagels -- yum! Yogurt -- yum but gives me a metallic taste. For lunch I brought apples, banana and chocolate Zingers. Yesterday it was a salad, tamales and piece of key lime pie. Weird combos, I know.
Well, again -- Happy Fetus Day!