Last time I did a belly shot I was barely 6 months, I guess? It was early December.
Now I’m barely 8 months… give or take a few weeks. This photo was taken at 31 weeks, but the baby was measuring 33 or 34 at my sonogram/doctor appointment. So… either he’s a Viking, like I suspected… or the due date is a bit off. I guess we’ll see. Thankfully the doctor said she won’t let me go until he’s over 10 pounds. Morgan was 8 pounds, 13 ounces. Kaden was 7 pounds, 6 ounces. If this one has the same increase, he would be a polar bear cub at over 10 lbs. and I would be in a body sling for months. No thanks.
Now I’m 32 weeks and I suspect the baby is measuring 47. That’s how big he FEELS, anyway.
Can you imagine that belly expanding for another 8 weeks? I faint at the thought.
See my pink topless undershirt? I have to wear it with almost everything these days so I can bend and raise my arms without my pants falling off or my belly showing. Pink is the new black, right? I keep telling myself that while my husband keeps asking “You’re going to WEAR THAT together?”
A friend of mine had her baby last night (so excited that it was a boy!) and she was in labor over 30 hours before they did a C-section. Talk about lawsuit! It was her first and she refused pain meds. [CRAZY!! Don’t tell her I said so. I’m all about the epidural, baby. Bring it on.] Pray for her healing and for her to get rest before she comes home! She’s going to need it!