My Giant Life

Hello Again.

This post is rightfully titled because that is how I feel. I am a giant. In the past two weeks I am pretty sure my stomach has pretty much doubled in size. Baby is supposed to be the size of a cantaloupe right now (or something...I think that is what it was last time) but I look like I have a bowling ball protruding from my belly.

I wish I could tell you that I couldn't feel more beautiful or that I'm just positively glowing, but that's not exactly the case this week. The only thing glowing about me is the sweat glistening on my forehead from the incessant heat. Ok, my complaining is over, but remember this blog is an open book about my pregnancy!

Sometime soon I will have someone near and dear to me snap a photo so you can all see how big the belly is-I know this is a fascination for all. I'm just going to wait until this week is over and I feel cute again. If that never happens you had better hope you see me soon. Don't get me wrong, I know that the big belly is a good and beautiful thing that means baby is healthy and growing. For that, I am very, very grateful. I will get as big as it takes as long as she is a healthy little snuggle bug!

In other news, I finally shopped a little bit for baby! I will take photos later this evening and post them so everyone can see the adorable things I found. I'll be honest, I could have bought the entire Carter's store...but I felt that was probably financially irresponsible...and I'm supposed to be becoming a responsible, money savvy mommy. So, I only got 4 onesies, 4 pairs of matching leggings, one sweatsuit, three pairs of fuzzy socks, a hoodie, and one pair of frilly pink leggings.

Hey, I have to get my mind off my fat arse somehow...