Only Good For One Thing


I was completely unprepared for the reality of pregnancy over the age of 40.  I thought I knew pregnant. I don’t think that’s an unreasonable thing, as I’ve done it a few times.
I was pregnant throughout my 20s, and once I’d clawed my way past the horrific vomiting of the first trimester, growing babies didn’t take that big of a toll on my body. I’d bounce my way through the second and third trimesters, glowing my way to the new baby’s arrival


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