So that’s it. The cat is out the bag, the beans are spilled. I’m pregnant. Maybe some of my previous posts gave it away already, but because of the rocky start and unbelievable level of sickness I had, I wanted to wait as long as I could before I made the official announcement. And now, here we are, more than half-way through the pregnancy. My stomach is too big to be able to hide anymore, and I’m finally feeling well enough to handle whatever reactions come our way. I spent the first 4 months complaining non-stop, but now I really want to try to savour and enjoy the rest of the experience, because it’s a special time which is passing so quickly (now that I’ve stopped having morning sickness) and I know it’s something I may never do again.
