Equator

It is 20th week, ½ of path is happily passed, my achievement +4 kg. A fetus is 25 cm high and 300 gram weight. S(he) loves to dance or play football there inside, after lunch and in the late evening, exact when I want to sleep most of all. Those little signs of life activity finally brought me to maternity realization. Sometimes, hitting is so strong that I can groan over suddenness. Overall infinite feeling of love and adoration to a little soul inside makes this special period of my life so fascinating. I’m afraid after delivery I will want to be pregnant again and then again, many times, until my husband’s suicide.
I’m not that graceful and light flying anymore. On the other hand look much more womanly and significant.
...today it was a dream, like I was making a birth at home... a little pink baby came out, there were no pain and no suffering. My honey was near all time, and when everything finished he cried out happiness and proud, because it was his boy. He put baby to the chest, gratefully kissed my hands and then annoying alarm clock kicked me out bliss.