Every day when I wake up I find myself staring at my bump in the mirror. Has it gotten bigger? Does it look like I’m pregnant or have been ordering extra fries at McDonald’s? Is there really a baby in there? So many questions race through my mind; I’m surprised I have any time to do anything. No matter how many books I read or hours I spend on the internet researching, nothing will prepare me for the dramatic changes my body will undergo in the next coming months.
I am now 18 weeks pregnant and wondering if people can notice my bump. I keep finding myself cradling my bump with my hand throughout the day, looking down and smiling. My trip to Devon proved that I do not look pregnant at the moment. It’s strange as Rob has told me there are times when I’m getting dressed or have just come out of the bath I will look pregnant. I would have thought by now that there would be a decent bump attached to my stomach. In a way I kind of can’t wait to show off my bump with tight hugging tops and have people ask when I’m due. I just wish this hot weather would ease off a little, bring on the rain and the snow! Bring on the Winter!
I also can’t wait to keep harassing Rob with the question, “Does my bump look big in this?”