My tummy is getting HUGE.
Women ask me all the time when I am due, and they are shocked to hear January 20. Just for your information, that puts me at 30 weeks. However, I look more like 35-36 weeks, which would be practically full-term.
Nope, nosey ladies. Not even close. Well, kind of close, but still a couple of months. Now you feel awkward for assuming to know everything about being pregnant, don't you lady?
Alas, all this large-and-in-charge business means I will probably have a big baby. To me, a big baby equals a healthy baby. One who will hopefully sleep well through the night because he has some extra chunky-chunk to keep him warm and cozy.
Needless to say, I am thankful for my healthy, chubby baby in my belly.