To those who asked, I've counted the exact no. of weeks. Baby is 20 weeks old and is actively kicking. That's the reason I can't sleep early. I just can't help it. But, I'm not complaining. Having nearly lost her, I tend to appreciate the little things in life. You win some, you lose some. And there's a price to pay when you 'win' something. It's called sacrifice :)
Up next...pictures of supper, thanks to hubby for being so understanding. For the record, I finished my plate of Beef Bolognaise for the first time.
I feel the kicks. There she goes again...
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