17 weeks equals refusing to wear pants. No no, I don't run around half naked. I just wear skirts or dresses. Maybe I should invest in maternity pants...
17 weeks equals giddiness about finding out in a few days what our baby is.
17 weeks equals wishing I got to spend more time with my husband.
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Be sure to drink lots and lots of water before you go. Then drink something sugary like OJ. Avery had her legs crossed the first time. You want them to have more room to float around. :) Can't wait to hear!
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