12 weeks. Still crazy tired. I've been starting to wonder if my iron is low so I made Tim take me out for a steak on Saturday night. I did feel tons better on Sunday, but he also let me sleep in. Who knows... Hopefully 13 weeks will bring a little relief. I'd like to keep the house a little cleaner than it's been lately. I'm so sick of sitting all afternoon during their naptime. It feels like such a waste. (Because I also just sit during their playtime in the morning. I told you I was exhausted.)
I've also been making an effort to wear more flattering clothes for pictures this time around. It is easier than when I was pregnant with Teddy because I do weigh a lot less. But, with Tillie I had no excuse -- why the heck did I wear pajama pants for so many pictures? And I had Tim cut my head out of all the pictures... Here I am at 12 weeks each pregnancy:
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