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21 weeks

Okay pregnancy,
Please slow down.  I'm not ever going to do this again and I really want to savor every day!  I'm so thankful that I've felt so incredible.  The movement of my little one is great and so reassuring.  But seriously- how could I possibly be 21 weeks already?!?

I'm not having any aches and pains yet.  My sleep is terrific.  I adore my ever-growing bump.  If I could just freeze time on about 20-25 weeks of pregnancy, I'd totally do it.  In fact, if I could just stay pregnant an extra year and give birth to a 1-year-old who may sleep a little better- sign me up!

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  1. Haha! I tried the praying for more time pregnant thing - because I was not ready to have a newborn with a 6 month old and because I loved being pregnant too - but it did not work, lol! So glad it is going well for you:)!

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  2. Oh, I do miss the baby bump. Wouldn't it be nice if they could just come out sleeping well?
    I might even have two if I knew that was garuenteed.

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  3. Ok first off I need to call you! Second my babies are the opposite. THey slept coming out and do not sleep now! But seriously this is going to fast. I always wonder how sad it will be knowing when you are pregnant for the last time. Especially for those of us who think pregnancy is extra special. And yes I still think that after my miserable pregnancy.

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  4. It IS going by fast! It seems like last month that you announced you were preggo!

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