It's happened ladies... to my girlfriends that couldn't wait for this moment... I have offically outgrown most of my clothes, especially pants and bras. I had the depressing (yet still kinda heartwarming) project of removing my not-so-pregnant clothes from my closet. It is near empty.
On the bright side, that means shopping time for me! On the not so bright side, that means squishing everything into articles of clothing too small for my size until I get a chance to run to the store. I've given myself a whole new outlook on what the term 'muffin top' can mean. Ha! The joys of pregnancy.
I've decided that it is time to stop running... not working out, just running. My work team was making fun of me saying that the baby must think it is in a giant jumpy castle when I run. I don't worry about that so much. I actually think that could be fun, but I do worry about peeing my pants. Oh well, it is getting colder and darker outside anyways, so back to the elliptical I go or at least for as long as I can stand that.
Just a finally funny, when I hug Jereme now, our bellies bump into each other. I'm playing catch up to his. He thinks it is hillarious, kinda depends on the moment for me. I'm trying to teach him that my nickname, Chunk, is no longer amusing. We'll see what he comes up with next.
~Ciao for now
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Unless you're one of the lucky ones, your "muffin top" may soon be accompanied by some "pride marks" LOL
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