twenty-three weeks.

This whole pregnancy thing really changes the way I think about produce when I go grocery shopping.

Baby is currently about the size of a large mango, which really blows my mind.

We awoke this morning to a two-hour delay, 

so we celebrated twenty-three weeks on our way to work by the Potomac.

This pregnant body of mine was sure thankful for those extra two hours this morning

and for Mr. D who always makes the morning my favorite time of day...

Happy twenty-three weeks, baby girl. We can't wait to meet you.