I was told that a second pregnancy, especially coming so soon after a first pregnancy, might result in me showing sooner and feeling larger than I did with Max. I attest to the truth of this. In this picture, I am about ten weeks pregnant. I couldn't find a picture of me at around the same point in my pregnancy with Max, so you will just have to take my word for it -- the difference is astronomical. No one even began to wonder if I was pregnant the first time until I was eighteen weeks along or so. Now, strangers have already begun patting my belly and asking when I am due. (Or better yet, seeing my pregnant self with a young baby in tow, the aforementioned strangers will offer helpful observations like, "Wow, you're sure going to have your hands full pretty soon!", allowing me to feel both large with pregnancy and fearful about my future sanity.) My doctor assures me that none of this means that Speck is necessarily going to be a twenty-nine pound baby, but I can't help but wonder. By the end of this pregnancy, I am almost certainly going to have small objects in orbit around my belly.
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
The Amazing, Alarming Expansion Of Speck
I was told that a second pregnancy, especially coming so soon after a first pregnancy, might result in me showing sooner and feeling larger than I did with Max. I attest to the truth of this. In this picture, I am about ten weeks pregnant. I couldn't find a picture of me at around the same point in my pregnancy with Max, so you will just have to take my word for it -- the difference is astronomical. No one even began to wonder if I was pregnant the first time until I was eighteen weeks along or so. Now, strangers have already begun patting my belly and asking when I am due. (Or better yet, seeing my pregnant self with a young baby in tow, the aforementioned strangers will offer helpful observations like, "Wow, you're sure going to have your hands full pretty soon!", allowing me to feel both large with pregnancy and fearful about my future sanity.) My doctor assures me that none of this means that Speck is necessarily going to be a twenty-nine pound baby, but I can't help but wonder. By the end of this pregnancy, I am almost certainly going to have small objects in orbit around my belly.
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I didn't want to say anything but DAMN...
...that pizza was great the other night!
You look completely adorable. What a beautiful baby belly!
Speck might end up being a profound misnomer. Are you sure you aren't part of the mafia, Little Tony?
Speck is now officially short for "Spectacularly Humongous".
Thanks Aly. That made me feel better than I have in a month about the gigantic-ness (yep, it's a word). I miss you, too. Davis beckons to you, Aly. Start sending Dad subliminal messages, convincing him to bring everyone down here this summer. New baby, toddler Max, warm weather, oranges right off the tree ... I think it's important to start the brainwashing early.
Also I think you are cute. Got any plans for dinner?
Are you hitting on a pregnant lady, Ian Tillman?
What could be cuter than a belly full of baby, for goodness sake!
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