So apparently this is roughly what my stage of pregnancy looks like (25-26 weeks)…
(And just for the record I think it’s a little ridiculous… I was bigger than that at like 20 weeks, but if I hear “oh my goodness you’re huge” one more time… I swear… And while you’ve got the record out, add this too… “HOLY CRAP THERE’S A BABY IN THERE… I MEAN ME… OH MY WORD!)
And I’m sitting here, wondering… where the heck are all my internal organs?! I mean, this question has been on my mind the last little while. Ol’ Doc & dear internet keep telling me that the baby is growing bigger and bigger, my lovely friends and family can’t stop exclaiming how ginormously huge I look (wait ’til I’m 9 months… that’ll be a show…), and I just can’t help but think – if that baby is like totally taking up all the room in my ‘abdominal area’ then, well, what about like my intestines and stuff?
It’s a mystery.
In other baby news, last night dear ol’ hubby was out delighting himself with the company of his dad and the palate-pleasing delicacies of fine cuisine while I stayed home and slaved away like a chained prisoner (ok, his dad took him out for dinner at the pickle barrel while I stayed home studying for the class I willingly and excitedly decided to sign up for, but that’s beside the point… where was I?…)
Oh yes. So like the amazingly wonderful hubby that he is, he called me when they were done eating and offered to bring me home a treat – anything off the menu. He read off a couple options he thought I’d like, and in the home stretch it came down to the onion rings vs the chocolate fudge layer cake. Now, if you know me at ALL… you know I’d normally choose onion rings/fries/anything salty and greasy over chocolate and sweets ANY day of the week. But when baby spoke up and politely asked for the chocolate fudge layer cake, I did what any decent mother would do, and obliged.
Score one for my tastebuds, and one for my mad parenting skills. Cha-ching.
