Okay, so it wasn’t quite *today*. I wrote this post when I was 8 weeks and 2 days preggo. But obviously, we weren’t broadcasting the news then. We were mostly just desperate to reach the 12 week mark.
But all that finger crossing, toe crossing, basically every part of my body crossing, was pretty much twisting me up into the tightest ball of tension, ever. I can be a little highly strung on a normal day. The first few weeks of pregnancy are not normal, by any stretch of the imagination – and I have a very stretchy imagination! Continue reading