I wholly realise that horizontal stripes don’t flatter burgeoning bellies and wide hips – but it was one of the only clean tops that covers my bum when I wear leggings, so there you have it. I’ve almost officially given up. I’ve realised that although I own quite a few sexy maternity dresses, there comes a point where you no longer feel sexy. Instead you start feeling what you resemble, which is a bloated whale of a mess. See my face? How big is it? I promise I haven’t stuffed cotton balls in my cheeks, but there they are. In all their puffy glory.
For a split second I considered sculpting my cheekbones out to mimic Victoria Beckham’s hollowed-out look – but then I remembered that the rest of me would still be in the picture. HA. And the only mirror in my house big enough to take a picture of me is in the bathroom. If I was too lazy to clean out the toys from the tub, I highly doubt I’d be in such high spirits as to ‘hollow’ out my cheeks and suck in that ginormous belly.
I’ve received my c-section date: May 10th, 2012!
Our little baby boy will be here, ready to take on the world!
Am I ready?