At six months, a fetus is the length of a spring onion and might be giving mum reflux. Book babies don’t do that.
The list of What You May Be Feeling in my dog-eared pregnancy bible, What To Expect When You’re Expecting, is getting longer. Happily, morning sickness is over, but I’m still tired and getting hungry. A four month old fetus is the size of an avocado, which I used to serve mashed to my own babies.Continue reading “Sixteen Weeks”
The River Mouth has been typeset!