Jellybean is finally big as a jellybean. Going into week 7 and feel mostly fine except for the odd nausea and constant tricky stomach.
I managed to drink my UTI away yesterday, 10 bottles of liquid will do that. But feeling must fresher today and can’t wait to meet Tommy for dinner tonight. Did go out with the team last night as well because nothing can keep me down (ish).
Jellybean also totally looks like an alien. That’s some scary shit right there.
Well, that’s was all I have to update on. It rains in Paris and I’m wearing a white, flowy skirt. Very Parisienne.
Letters to my family 