LOOK HOW BIG YOU'RE GETTING!
How far along are you? Are you sure?
Maybe you've got twins in there, AAAAAAHAHAHA! *knee slap* But seriously, are you having twins?
You're so big, you're going to get huge. I mean, you won't even be able to drive, I bet.
You must be getting so uncomfortable. Wow. Poor thing.
Woah. Hide the food! She must be hungry!
You know...I am pretty hungry. Go away before I eat you with french fries and a side of ranch.
I wonder what it is about the business of making babies, and carrying babies kangaroo-style, that makes people lose their damn minds? Like, why do people think it is perfectly appropriate to comment on your sex life or your newly massive girth?
Is it ever OK to ask someone if the bothered to brush their hair this morning? Or if they brushed their teeth because HOLY HALITOSIS! I'd just like to know.
Here are my 22 and 23 week pictures. They are of terrible quality; I really need to step it up in the photography department. I'm going to skip my usual commentary so as to avoid the appearance of begging for complements, but will say that I've gone from about 15 nonmaternity top options, to about 4. This baby is growing, that's for sure!
I had my 24 week appointment today. It was blissfully boring. Just like I like it.
Someone asked if we liked our glider/rocker...YES! We love it! It is so comfortable and soft. Obviously, we haven't used it for nursing purposes yet, but it seems like it will be perfect.
Baxter and Milo give it 4 dewclaws up.