If there were ever any doubts about the existence of a person in my uterus (as opposed to a box of donuts in my stomach), this photo should put those doubts to rest.
What you don't see are the purple gaucho pants adorning my widening hips -- a pregnancy staple for this chick.
I'm not even embarrassed that they are purple.
Because, quite frankly, everything else is just plain uncomfortable.
Though it may not look like it, I'm carrying this little guy much lower than I carried Lola.
I swear I could feel Lola's kicks in my neck sometimes, whereas my boy's favorite target seems to be my pelvic bone/bladder.
The good news is he seems much less violent that Lola ever was. Though I can tell he's taken a liking to my ribs, he doesn't appear to have much interest in snapping them into pieces.
Bending over has become quite the ordeal.
Reece will soon have to be the one to shave my legs if he wants them shaved, because I couldn't care less about being an Amazon woman at this point.
The biggest news of the week came with the reemergence of the dreaded cankles.
I was hoping to be able to ward them off with this pregnancy, but alas, they are too powerful.
I'm waiting for Reece to ask me to cover them with a blanket like last time.
Yep, he really, really did.
I might as well admit that we have done absolutely nothing to prepare for our son's arrival.
For all I know, he could be sleeping in a moving box that contains our linens.
Don't mistake our lack of preparation for lack of excitement -- I happened upon the baby detergent left over from Lola's newborn days and spent more than a few minutes breathing in that familiar, precious scent.
We really get to do this again.
The tiny fingers and toes.
The sweet baby squeaks and sighs.
The perfectly kissable lips.
The gigantic, non-stop blowouts.
I can't wait.
Though I'd be lying if I didn't say I was terrified about bathing/changing a baby boy.
Reece might have to take the reigns on this one, because heaven knows, he is a bit more experienced in that area.
At least I hope.
Until next week!