Every morning when I wake up, my baby bump looks and feels bigger than the day before. And I absolutely love it. While I might be sick most of the time and not look it, my baby bump makes me feel more beautiful than I’ve ever felt before.
We cannot wait to meet our little one soon. We are excited/ scared/ nervous/ scared some more and excited again. I can’t wait for that moment when XC tells me “it’s a boy!” or “it’s a girl” and we finally meet this little blessing in person. I am sort of hoping for “girl” but I already know having a mini XC running around would melt my heart, too.
And I also hope that after this baby arrives, I would be skinny and have big boobs.