I've missed a few days, sorry! In an act of penance, I shall now show you pregnant photos of myself.
Here's the best shot. It's pretty accurate to real life. 18 weeks--4 1/2 months.
This (above) is the one in which I suck in really hard and plead with James to hurry up taking the picture so I can breathe. I am trying VERY hard not to get too humongous before my time. This (below) is what I am doing to avoid premature hugeness:
Yoga. This is the "star" pose. It's my favorite.
I had fun with James tonight showing him some of my yoga stuff. He made me laugh because he told me it was all easy, but c'mon, he was totally shaking--but he said that was just because I made him laugh. (Yea right!) But it must be said, my guy is very tough. Doesn't he look like those male gymnasts that for some reason all walk around the corners of the mats on floor looking like tin men who need oil in their elbows and their knees? (Why do they all do that?)
In other news, I can feel our little baby kicking me from the inside. Awww! But sometimes it is just gas, probably. (I figured that out after my first delivery and I thought I felt the baby kick--NOPE!) But I'm SURE that sometimes it IS real, and that tickles me to the core.
By the way, I hope you are all praying that this baby is a girl. We find out on Friday. I am nervous! Everybody--think pink! Eat lots of sugar and spice (that's what I've been doing). You may say that it has already been decided and there's nothing you can do about it, but that's just a looser's way of saying that you won't help a pregnant woman in need!!! Now c'mon, everybody--send me girl vibes!
By the way, I hope you are all praying that this baby is a girl. We find out on Friday. I am nervous! Everybody--think pink! Eat lots of sugar and spice (that's what I've been doing). You may say that it has already been decided and there's nothing you can do about it, but that's just a looser's way of saying that you won't help a pregnant woman in need!!! Now c'mon, everybody--send me girl vibes!
