Today is the beginning of my third trimester, more or less. No nausea or massive exhaustion, just indigestion worthy of one of those commercials showing a red, pulsating esophagus.I fear that I’m already becoming completely boring, and I’m not really even a mom yet. All I want to do is shop for baby stuff (cribs, changing tables, stuffed bears). So I’m not just boring but hopelessly American.
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