Confessions from a 24 week Preggo

I can’t quite believe it, I’m already 24 weeks into my pregnancy, which means that I’m officially into my fifth month of pregnancy!!!  The little cutie is apparently, at this moment, the size of a corn cob or Cantaloupe, which is slightly terrifying and I’m constantly getting little daily reminders that he/she is there with lots of kicks and jumps. Matt even got to feel a kick the other day which was pretty special. Continue reading “Confessions from a 24 week Preggo”