So, here we are, eight months down and two to go. That means that I'm in my 32nd week. That means that we have 2 months left until our due date. But if you're still in the 9-month gestation club, I'm really only 7 months, I guess. I don't know. It's all so confusing. Any way you look at it though, this baby is just around the corner and I am continually morphing to accommodate for her growth.
First I was just a pot-bellied pig.
Alas, I have added another animal trait: a waddle. So now I am a pot-bellied penguin.
"What's a pot-bellied penguin?" you might ask. It's pretty much my favorite animal, bred for its skills and magic!
The other day, Andrew came to me from behind and put his hands around my "waist." He slid them down to my hips and said, "Whoa! I think your hips are getting bigger!"
Apparently it's a pretty marked difference to him. Considering I had a pretty good "twenties" frame before (you know, no figure at all--no hips, no butt, nothing), I suppose I could consider it a blessing that I now have hips (I'm sure I will consider it a blessing that they've loosened up when I'm in labor). However, the waddle kind of puts a damper on the whole situation.