My biggest problem with summer... Being BIG. I can't go anywhere-- park, church, store-- without people commenting on it. It is not that my whole body has grown out of proportion, but let's say the middle looks like I should be having this baby any day now. I still have 3 months to go. THREE MONTHS. It is to the point that I almost cry every morning when I get dressed and cannot bear to look in the mirror. I daily go for several mile walks, I am trying to eat well. This is just a fourth baby on a body that has already given each child an Olympic sized swimming pool for gestational purposes. This guy just thought he should get it a few months early. Ulgh. You'd think I'd just be able to buck up and think "So glad we have a healthy Baby Boy in here!" And I can for a few minutes-- but then that I can't take 10 steps without someone bringing up the topic again. You put that slam of "You are BIGGGGGG" with already sensitive pregnancy hormones and I am tempted to become a hermit for the next few months....
|This is to show my belly, not Ali losing it :)|
|Mike was ordained a high priest-- it was really neat to be there.|
|Shawna and I are a few weeks apart- this was a moment of pregnant brain telelpathy.|
|Dan "trying on" Ali's swimsuit. She thought he was so cool.|