I have to admit that sometimes I forget I am pregnant. I just think and feel like I am getting fat. Then when I get kicked or I can't squeeze through that tight spot anymore I look down and am brought back to reality quickly.
So when I got this text from my bother yesterday: "Hey send me a picture of how fat you are!", It took me a second for me to get my feelings unhurt and remember that he hasn't seen me in a while and I am indeed getting 'rather large' (name that movie).
I haven't allowed many pictures to be taken of me because in all honesty I just want to cry, but I have been reassured by friends that it is all for a good cause and it will all change as soon as he is born. WHEW!
Although today Daniel did make the comment - 'hey remember when your hot shoes used to fit?'. He was trying to be funny. But really? Why didn't he just say 'hey, remember when you were skinny!' We had a nice giggle in church.
With that said- I am now 6 months along! And it is going by fast! I am LOVING the 2nd trimester. All nasuea is gone! YAHOO! I am still pretty tired but nothing compared to the first few weeks. I did have to get new shoes though, my feetsies and ankles are swollen to the size of small hams :-( I got little porky feet. Oh well, I hear thats just the way it is.
We still haven't come up with any solid names. We'll probably keep that quiet until he comes anyway. He's still a growin though- according to the internet he's the size of a mango. He feels much larger when he is awake though. I tell ya what- he's a kicker.




