|24 weeks, 2 days|
The usual Saturday morning routine: the Verb, walks around Williamsburg.
Last night we had a good local evening as well. I dragged the sick husband to a movie at Nighthawk Cinema which is great...fresh lemonade and real popcorn (plus anything from fish tacos to a bottle of wine, if you like) delivered to your seat. We ended the night with a slice at Best Pizza and a pitstop at a neighbor's party on our roof, complete with live band.
24 weeks is treating me well so far...apart from the fact that I seem to be waking up incredibly early (well, for me), starving. It's not that I don't think I'm eating enough during the day. Somehow, the 12 hour "fast" just seems to be too much and I find myself creeping out of bed at 7 for cereal. Otherwise, life is good.
20 & 21 Weeks