I realized that since I’m usually taking the pictures, I hardly have any of this enormous appendage I’ve been hauling around lately. I set up the camera timer and snapped one for the record.
I find it rather amusing that every time I go out, people do double-takes and comment on how I must be due any day now, and then I tell them I still have another month and a half to go, and a mixture of horror and incredulity comes over their faces. Then they invariably ask if I am having twins. Nope! And yes, it’s another boy. And then they look like they are going to pass out. It’s become a routine now. It gets even worse if I’m wearing white. I sure am feeling it too; I can’t imagine getting any bigger. Standing for long stretches is out of the question now. You name a body part and most likely I’ll tell you it aches persistently. Doc says late July is most likely for baby’s arrival and I’m counting the days!
