There’s the belly in it’s full hugeness glory. 40 weeks!
I’m loving all the indents wearing pants leaves on my lower stomach, but my only other option would be to not wear any pants, which might not have gone over too well at work.
Speaking of work, I made it through to the end! And I have to say, I got a kick out of everyone’s faces when they asked “So when are you due?” and I answered, “Today!” Unfortunately I didn’t walk her out of me like I had planned. But the day’s not over yet, so I guess there’s always hope for tonight.
Baby girl, it’s been real and all but your time inside me has come to an end. Daddy and I would now like to hold you on the outside and I would like my stomach back, thank you very much. So please, please come out this weekend.