

I seem to have lost count of my weeks of pregnancy—I was thinking for some reason that this was my 28th week, but I just looked at a calendar and realized I was wrong. Sunday started my 26th week. Flying from CA to NH last week wasn’t fun, but it was more because of turbulence and motion sickness than any pregnancy-related problems. Aside from returning to CA next week, I shouldn’t have to fly cross-country again until after the baby’s born…and Andrew and I become one of the over-burdened parent-travelers with piles of baby gear and bags in the security line. Good times.
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