Baby McClure is the size of a strawberry this week! I read that my next food/baby comparison will be a cocktail shrimp, which I don't really like... Seafood has never been one of my favorites and the smell of it normally makes me turn in the other direction. That's on a normal day. These days are not normal. Each day is a very heightened sensory experience and as much as a whiff of shrimp is apt to make me sick.
The first time around I didn't really get sick or 'green' at all. Wasn't I a lucky girl?! Apparently my luck has run a bit shy this time because I have waves of greenness and some of the strangest things are all of the sudden disgusting to me. Wheat bread, for example. Ick. And I have lost all desire to drink my beloved sweet tea!
There have been some rumblings that maybe this is a little boy strawberry since the pregnancy is different from the first. Hmmm.... Whatever it is, it will not be a cocktail shrimp! An apricot, perhaps...
(Oh! I just realized that I have not officially named the due date! November 14th, kids, write it down!)
2 comments:
Well, you didn't make me as sick as Marisa did! So, you were different but the same sex. You're going to have another girl, but she'll be different as night and day compared to Ella! Just like you and Sissy! That's my 2 cents worth! ha ha
I was fine with Karen compared to Adam. Smells made me want to be sick with him, he was nausiating for 6 months. I'm thinking maybe a little cowboy.
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