I have been eating so much lately. Its like the baby just absorbs everything and leaves nothing behind for me. If i don't eat every three hours, I get a horrible headache and become ravenously hungry (and very bitchy)

Walking around today I was more aware of the baby inside of me, a constant companion. I touch my stomach more (i am showing a tiny bit) and think of her (i have decided its a girl) all the time.
When i eat, when i sleep, every decision is based on what is good for her. I guess I already have a bit of that maternal instinct, although in the back of my mind i know that i probably will never see this baby be born, live life, look into her eyes.