As promised, here is another belly update picture. I had Ryan take the picture today and I am 20 weeks.
I look pretty gross in the picture, but at least you can see my belly.
On that subject. Today in church, I sat next to a girl who is also pregnant. I asked her if they knew what they were having and she told me that they were having a girl. Then, just to make more small talk, I asked her when she is due. Now, I must tell you all that she and I are about the same size in the belly area, she might be a tiny bit bigger so I was not prepared when she said, "Four weeks." Of course I told her that she didn't look like she was that far along and blah, blah, blah. Now, to make myself feel better about this, I just keep telling myself that I'm short and I have a petite frame so I don't have anywhere else to put the baby except OUT. I also keep replaying in my head all of the times when people tell me how cute I look. Pregnancy is tough. I'm getting bigger and I know that I'm not ugly. It's just really hard to feel cute when I keep getting bigger and I'm not quite as graceful as I used to be. I can't cross my legs anymore and I have to spread my legs and use my arms to stand up. It's kind of funny actually. It's funny to think that my child, my beautiful baby is what is causing all of this.
When I think of it that way, it's not bad at all....