I think I’m pregnant. Wait, let me rephrase that. I think I’m beginning to LOOK pregnant. Sort of.
I do know that my pants are beginning to be a bit, uh, tighter and my favorite jeans seem to be sliding down to a lower part of my waist in order to fit. (To the point where it looks like my pockets my actually rest somewhere between my ass and the middle of my thigh. That’s not right, is it?)
I’m only 15 weeks along, and really, there’s no tell-tale buldge anywhere. It’s just that weird stage of pregnancy where your normal clothes don’t fit, but you couldn’t even begin to look at maternity clothes. Not the best fashion moment. Meh.
On a lighter note, Happy Valentine’s Day to everyone! Many thanks to all of you who sent kind words about my last post. It was hard to write, and your thoughts are prayers are appreciated.
And, to my wonderful Husband, you are, without a doubt, The Best. I love you.