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My wish is my command, apparently! Look how much rounder! And not even another half a square; I'm at 11.5 and a smidge. Maybe 11 and 3/5. This bodes well -- I can control my body with my thoughts. This week I'll make my mantra "Thighs' fat converts to baby's fat." See how that goes.
It seems as if fall has come. Or at least summer has passed. We haven't removed the air conditioner window unit (since that would be a sure method to getting the temperatures to increase again), but I have worn capris on a couple of occasions and even jeans once when I was out in the evening. It's been such a relief for this little oven. If this trend continues, I might even wear a sweater or two before the Jelly Bean is born!
