Wearing - 40's Knit Vogue, Number 1
"Hey Hun? Can we take bump photos before you leave your pregnant wife to go and play video games with your friend?"
David, looking up from having just finished the vacuuming, "Oh, yes, of course..."
Click, click, clickety-click
"Okay, I think we have enough Head to Toe's, can we do the close up's now?"
Pregnant lady turns to the side and puts hands over and under belly.
David "Oh, I forgot you were pregnant. It looks like you just shoved a pillow up there..."
I can, thankfully, control the heartburn since after a little experiment, I discovered that it's probably a teeny little bit too much sugar causing it (with my small passenger being the initial catalyst). But it's such a cruel cruel thing, especially when I just wanna eat all the chocolate...
Other than those few annoyances, the pregnancy seems to be going a long just fine. He's very very wriggly, and will let me know when I'm in a position that he doesn't approve of. We also have the name. We've actually had it for a while, and I have to be honest, I do have to stop myself blurting it out to people accidentally since David and I call him his name when we're alone.
The other conversation went something like this...
"Hey Hun! Did you know that the baby is now the size of a cabbage this week, and my uterus is the size of a soccer ball?'
David, staring at my stomach, "But....where does everything go?"
My point exactly!!