Week 26

Do you think it is possible that I have an abnormally heavy placenta?

I ask because I've suddenly gained a lot of weight and frankly am in denial that it could be something like my ASS that is carrying all this poundage.

Sadly I was the largest belly in my pilates class last night, with the other gals all due within a week of me. One of whom was having her second (she should be much bigger than me based on the books).

Ugh.

And I think my ankles are starting to swell. Isn't that supposed to happen in the 36th week? Not the 26th week? I'm still working out. Shouldn't I be protected from all of this nonsense?

If you haven't surmised, the "glow" has officially faded to black, which incidentally is all anyone is going to see me in between now and next spring.

Hubby assured me last night that even if I do continue to grow at this rate and expand to three times this size when I deliver, that he will still recognize (and presumably love) me. I'm not so sure.

And yes, I know. My vanity is shocking to me too.

I'm creating life, carrying a miracle, facilitating God's plan. And I am grateful. Extraordinarily grateful. I love the baby. I love his kicks (he kicked Stella in the head last night and she shot up off my lap wondering where the heck that came from, hilarious).

But I gotta tell you, it is going to be a long 14 weeks.