It's official: I have a pot-belly. Dave and I were debating who had the larger belly last night and I definitely won. He insisted he was bigger than I was, but then we laid on our backs in bed and compared. Yup, I won. I still walk past the mirror and think to myself, "time to work out". I don't look pregnant to myself yet...just very bloated.
The little guy has been kicking a lot more lately. It still comes and goes, but it's so exciting and is increasing in consistency. I was talking to a client the other day on the phone and gasped when the baby kicked. Sometimes I forget he's in there and it freaks me out! Dave still hasn't been able to feel him yet, even though there've been some pretty darn good kicks when he's tried. Hopefully soon.
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
The Belly
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Don't forget to post a pic of your beautiful belly sometime!
Brandon just doesn't have enough patience to sit there and wait for the kick. It is so cool at the end of your pregnancy when you can recognize body parts (sounds creepy too I guess)! I love being pregnant even though it's a tough job. It's going by way too fast! It felt like I was pregnant with Bradon for forever and this time is flying by!
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