The baby has been moving a lot lately and that is such a magical feeling. It is like a delicious secret that the babe and I share. It is always miraculous to think that I am carrying a brand new individual. I don't care how many times I am pregnant, each one is special and exciting. And it is incredible that after getting to know my children's personalities over the years, I can see the manifested personality in utero. For example, Sweetpea wasn't much of a kicker, she was a stretcher and seemed content to just stay put. Now, if given a choice, she will read or play quietly rather than run around. Mini-Toodles gave me such food aversions that I would literally think about poultry and have to run to the bathroom to vomit. The Thanksgiving that I was prego with her, we enjoyed prime rib. (Big Man still talks about that as the most wonderful holiday ever.) Toodles is now a very picky eater, although her food-adventures have widened greatly lately. I could go on and on, but I think that I've probably exhausted your patience.
Speaking of mothers, here are some pictures of the Mother's Day gifts that I sent out this year. I couldn't post them previously because they were still in route and I didn't want to ruin the surprise for the recipients. I wrapped up boxes of fancy chocolates for the grandmothers. They turned out pretty.




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