My wonderful news

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbG3CqYP_i7WFobvmcyUBSfDMG04qS9MMlwNRDeEhHXJJuO4bNEMcth8XJ34YK-bm-HN1gBnoOgPmkBtkUspTAhrrEd2Y6I_jHaxjb_z_AhUMjiveI8j7MQfdQReo0FvTO1ePRHT62R5w/s1600-h/toys.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199500036816106130" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbG3CqYP_i7WFobvmcyUBSfDMG04qS9MMlwNRDeEhHXJJuO4bNEMcth8XJ34YK-bm-HN1gBnoOgPmkBtkUspTAhrrEd2Y6I_jHaxjb_z_AhUMjiveI8j7MQfdQReo0FvTO1ePRHT62R5w/s320/toys.jpg" width="323" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmZNOjBgwQhH6XmqsZPPoIIBfS5_CwnkxSrIiU052DKl37ZWqxlyuAbMTek8XwoIzpUDnf83AMEM7WXISVwJiIkNXhy6zgqYounF9UQAYvoWjrQzA2OGXqaBLNMw-pXgGBqcmwMVfwNFU/s1600-h/42.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199500431953097378" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmZNOjBgwQhH6XmqsZPPoIIBfS5_CwnkxSrIiU052DKl37ZWqxlyuAbMTek8XwoIzpUDnf83AMEM7WXISVwJiIkNXhy6zgqYounF9UQAYvoWjrQzA2OGXqaBLNMw-pXgGBqcmwMVfwNFU/s320/42.jpg" width="300" /></a></div>Approximately three months ago while doing my Pilates I felt unusually tired and weak. I thought, well maybe I’m gaining some weight. Little did I know something extraordinary inside me was forming? Something I always knew I wanted more than anything in the world. Suddenly I started feeling like another person. My favorite things became less interesting, (the computer became my enemy) yes, that’s the reason of my lack of posts lately. Sleeping at any time during the day became a necessity and urgency in my daily life. Now, slightly past the first trimester I feel like myself again. My hubby and I are extremely happy and anxious to have her/him in our arms. I imagine the day I see him/her and my heart gets overwhelmed with so much love and expectancy.</div><br />Images above <a href="http://www.conranusa.com/ProductDetails.aspx?pid=23071&cid=SpoiltChildren&language=en-US" target="blank">Milkos the cow</a> and <a href="http://www.basilandlizzie.com/p-42-fournier-boys-corduroy-romper.aspx" target="blank">Boys/girls Romper</a>. Aren't they adorable?</div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><!--Session data--><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><br /><div id="refHTML"></div></div>

My wonderful news

Approximately three months ago while doing my Pilates I felt unusually tired and weak. I thought, well maybe I’m gaining some weight. Litt...

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