When I catch a glance in a mirror or window from the side, my girth actually impresses me. I swear, it doesn't look that big from up top. I am looking forward to getting my body back, but I do sort of like having the baby shelf - my cell phone rests perfectly on there and I can use speaker phone with ease. I won't miss misjudging sliding between objects and either a)getting stuck or b) getting scratches on my stomach.
This is one of three things I can still wear - if this baby thing goes on much longer, I'm going to be in a bed sheet vs real clothes.
3 comments:
Baby Bob. What a great pre-name.
It begs for alliterative rhymes.
Baby Bob looks to be a big bob but he'll be born before you burst. I bet baby bob boisterously boots your belly as he bobs in his uterine sea.
Can't wait to meet the new one. Hang in there.
Love ya, Fremont
Bob! We're all here and ready!
Holy cow - you are ready to go. We can't wait
Carrie
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