This post has been sponsored by Pampers. All opinions are my own.
From the moment I found out I was pregnant, I held my breath. Difficult pregnancies tend to run in my family, and I was more than aware of the many complications that can occur between conception and delivery. As I entered my third trimester, though, I finally began to relax a bit, convinced that perhaps my fairly uneventful pregnancy was going to turn out all right.
I mean, sure, I was exhausted – but wasn’t that normal?
And yes, I’d had to buy new shoes to fit over my marshmallow puffy feet – but again, normal, right?