Little Big Me
Little me is getting bigger. I'm popping out now, my bump is showing. You know I must give it up to the baby, for choosing such an ideal time to make an appearance. I mean its perfect fashion timing really. It's all about loose empire and babydoll tops right now, and comfy flats, so it makes it so much easier for me to adjust my prenatal wardrobe and still stay stylish without spending a fortune on actual maternity wear. He* must get his impeccable timing from me =), since we all know the hubby's not the best when it comes to time.
Little me is getting bigger. I really can't imagine getting any bigger, but the expanding belly, and my pants no longer buttoning up are constant reminders that I will indeed be getting bigger, much bigger. I think my legs, knees, ankles and feet are asking the rest of my body, "What's up? What's happening?" They have never needed to carry around so much weight before.
Little me is getting bigger. My hubby and I really can't wait to meet our baby! It's such an awesome, exciting time. Our lives are all about "expansion" lately. My belly is making space for the baby, while my hubby and I are making space for the new addition to our team. We're making progress in the nursery, I'm making progress in my tummy. Only problem is, I know we'll have more than enough room in the nursery, but my belly...that's another story.
I really can't get any bigger - I don't see how it is possible! My skin seems to have reached its maximum elasticity and resiliency. But little me keeps getting bigger...
...Funny, little me is actually now little BIG me.
*Since we are not finding out the sex of the baby - I will default to "he" for bloggings sake.
