Belly Stuff

Something has happened recently.  In the last couple of weeks it's like a spotlight has turned on over me, and suddenly everyone, everywhere, notices that I'm pregnant.  And they comment on the fact that I'm pregnant.

It started two weeks ago when I was at my best friend's house.  Her sons, 6 and 3, both had a lightbulb go off and finally figured out that there is a baby in my belly.  They have both been around me the whole pregnancy, and been told that there is a baby in me, but on this particular day they really "got it".  

But the kicker was a few nights later, standing in church, when the 6-year old came over to me in the middle of worship and said "your back's getting chubby, too". 

(For what it's worth, I thought that comment was hilarious.  Still do.)

But now, suddenly adults can't stop commenting either.  On Sunday, Brian and I were out running errands and stopped at a gas station.  I went in for supplies candy, and as I was paying, the clerk struck up a conversation about my belly, when I was due, how she couldn't believe we were intentionally NOT finding out the sex of the baby, how her sister is pregnant with a boy, how she herself has two boys, and how her mom is busy buying tons of baby stuff.  When I got out to the car I told Brian how "over" I am talking to strangers about my pregnancy.

Then we went to Costco.  Brian left me standing in an aisle while he went back to grab something.  While I was waiting for him, near the sample lady, she suddenly turned around and asked me when I was due. 

April.

Really?  Wow, I thought you were due any time now.

Just then Brian walked up and saw what was happening, and started laughing.  

It's like every time I walk into a room, people grab towels and start boiling water - just in case.  

So here I am, about six months pregnant:

I actually have to say that I think this picture makes me look smaller.  At least than how I see myself in the mirror.  

I wasn't going to show you this one, because I think my thighs look fat (they are).  But, here it is anyway. 

And just an extra little tidbit for you.  When I sit in a chair, my belly rests on the top of my legs.  That's right.  I can even feel the baby kicking from my legs.  Sexy.