AKA Fat Pictures! I just looked through my belly bump pictures which are butted right up against our Hawaii vacation pictures. I’m glad I have photo documentation of what my body is supposed to look like… you know, when I’m not growing a human.
I’ve diligently taken a picture every week as my gut protrudes further and further. I blame 100% of my weight gain this holiday season on Bullet, by the way.
Where’s 14 weeks? I was running the Hood to Coast relay at 14 weeks and somehow missed the picture. I probably need to write a post about this epic adventure. But in the meantime, here’s an awesome picture where I look super buff and fit.
What have we learned?
I pop… okay, I explode around 22-23 weeks. Seriously. Go back and look at my belly pics from Hudson.
Also, we’ve learned that the Hubs, while functional in many many ways, is not a professional photographer.
We’re learning as we look at these pictures that it is time to shop for some new bras.
We’re also learning that your belly is not the only part of you that grows. Look at my arms! The chins! I am officially pregnant in my face.
Best of all, we are learning that the joy of growing a human being is carried all over. It’s in my gut, yes. But it’s in my eyes and my smile and my heart which is about to burst out of my chest in every shot (no, that’s not just my growing boobies!).
Just 13 weeks to go.