I like to think of myself as a pretty mellow mother-to-be.
No big worries, no anxiety meltdowns, no massive fears. Just bopping along this whole pregnancy road and waiting for the next stage.
But, like any human, I am not immune to the occasional passing thought of "what if I somehow screwed all this up."
Every morning for the past two months or so, I've been having hot chocolate while Michael enjoys his coffee.
A delicious treat to enjoy and set the day off right, you might be thinking to yourself.
And you'd be wrong.
It's my sneaky way to give The Bean a sugar rush first thing in the morning so she starts kicking me and I can rest assured I did not somehow sleep on my stomach all night long and kill her while I slept.
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