It's a good thing I am a bit of a realist, because I know, realistically, that I look as if I have swallowed an extra large basketball. Maybe even a bowling ball. This thing under my t-shirt is just plain huge. I. HAVE. A. HUGE. BELLY. My husband asked me to take pictures of my tummy because its kinda hard to believe! I'm not going to lie, I'm nervous that this extra belly weight is going to hang out with me FOREVER. At least my belly will match my butt. Do you think my over active sweet tooth has had anything to do with the 40 pound weight gain? Nah, me neither. It's all baby, right? I enjoy living in denial!
Does August 6 sound like a good day to have a baby? :)
