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Sprout's Route | Week 16

How am I feeling? Feeling pretty good still.  I had a cold that I was battling, but I'm doing much better now!  I also have on and off headaches that having been driving me crazy too, but I'm doing better about managing them.

Food:  I love it!  Especially sweets!  I've been on a mexican kick and a baked potato kick.  I also have a thing for frozen drinks and fries.  I don't talk about them as cravings... It's just what sounds good.

Dreams: I've had these off and on lately, but according to my husband, I'm a really heavy sleeper.  To the point that when I'm almost snoring and he yells "Oh My God, Seriously!" and I still don't wake up!  I still get choked up laughing about him talking about it... I'm out like a light and he's up reading manuals in the garage.

Doctor: We go on the 27th to find out the sex!!

Weight: So far, I literally haven't gained a thing.  This is all according to my scale at work, but seriously, I've fluctuate about 2 pounds up and then 2 pounds down and from there, nothing.  I haven't felt like I've put anything on really, I can just tell that other things are moving around and making it hard for clothes to fit right, that's for sure!

This Week's Events: We did mexican out with some friends last night, I have a girls coffee meeting tomorrow morning, then some last minute shopping, and then a major wrapping session!  After that we have time with my family, time at home with ourselves and our animals and then my in-laws come over for Christmas day.  Should be a great week and I'm sure I'll have more to report next week.

According to Baby Center, our baby is the size of an avocado this week and growing like mad!


Sassytimes said…
Wow, finding out the sex already! This is going fast. Can't wait to find out, will you share?
It's awesome that you are feeling so well!!

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