Sometimes I don't like this whole being prego thing. Ok, who am I kidding? There's a whole lot of times I don't like this prego thing. Everyone keeps talking about a glow I'm supposed to have, but the only difference in my appearance I've noticed is horribly awful skin. If anyone knows where I can purchase this 'glow' please let me know.
My belly has been poking out too, and Yohan told me it was probably just bloating and when I woke up in the morning it would've gone down. However, the ladies at the doc confirmed that it is NOT bloating. I'm still convinced some of it is bloating since I drink about a tub-full of water a night. And have I mentioned that I can't get full these days, no matter how often I eat.
Poor little bean - I hope he doesn't think I'm not excited about him. I just wish I could mix up a batter throw it in the oven in the kitchen (instead of my oven) for 9 months and bake a little baby that way. I complained to Yohan the other night as I was sitting on the toilet for the 12th time in an hour about how I wish he could have the bad skin while I was prego. He offered to rub Crisco on his face for me, but then I'd just be stressed because we both had bad skin.
I found out something today however, that is exciting. Apparently, I may be able to see Jr.'s foot or hand or butt when he pushes up against my belly. What a fun thing to see! Yohan says I will start to get more excited about being prego when I get fatter - I hope so, or someone will have to pay!
This photo is definitely exaggerated, and it will be nothing close to that defined - but still!