Well, BestFriendWendy made my millennium by sending a box full of maternity clothes to me with a special surprise in it!
And like an idiot I took a picture in the mirror and the words are backwards. But, you are not only pretty, but smart – so you can figure it out! How cute is this shirt?! Look! Boobs! Look! A belly!
Oh, yeah. Here’s the belly at 27 weeks.
I haven’t posted the gratuitous belly shots you normally see on “Mommy Blogs”. I just never understood why people did that. It is kind of the blog equivalent of having someone touch your belly (which I hate) – but you’re inviting them to do it. But, I thought I’d “blog outside the box” tonight. So, there ya go.
I’ve done a little shopping as of late. Partly because, well, that’s what I do when I’m stressed (much to Husband’s dismay sometimes), and partly because, well, there’s a little boy coming to this house and he can’t come home naked.
And so, I proudly present, “Things That May or May Not Be Cute As I Try to Understand How to Dress A Boy Without Making Him Look Gay at 3 Weeks Old”. By Pammer, Grade 5.
The Going Home Outfit. Cute, Soft, Easy to get on and off. Amen.
The Mandatory Plaid Overalls. I think there’s a rule about this.
An Outfit That Borders On “Not Masculine” But Was Too Cute Not to Buy. And it had a matching hat, people!
And there’s a whole host of little cotton onesies for the more non-fashionable moments like when he’s peed all over me for the gazillionth time and needs to be changed again for the love of G-d.
One last question: Is it wrong that I’m forcing myself not to eat a huge bowl of ice cream right now because tomorrow morning is my glucose tolerance test? Pfft.