Psst. You’re showing.
The nice thing about announcing you’re pregnant on the internet is you all don’t immediately look at my belly.
There were people sneaking glances at 8 weeks to see if they can see anything! I know I hadn’t gained more than a couple pounds and I certainly wasn’t close to “showing”. But what makes it bad is then I spend the rest of the day wondering what decision they came to. Do they think I’m showing? I mean sure, after losing all that weight, I’ve still got a little fat pouch that I wasn’t able to get rid of before pregnancy. Do they think my fat pouch is a baby?
So thank you, internet, for not looking at my fat pouch and making a mental decision one way or the other. I’ve got enough to be paranoid about.
For the record, I accepted this weekend that I am, in fact, showing. But only a teeny tiny bit, I’m only 14 weeks. The uterus is getting bigger and is moving and it has pushed out the lower part of my belly. I can tell, and Miles can tell, but I don’t know if others can. If I try on a maternity top, I look way more pregnant. Also, it turns out people are very generous when it comes to hand-me-down maternity clothes and early baby gifts. And that is wonderful.
What’s that a picture of? Is that an ovary?
1. Don’t worry about it.
2. Get used to it. 😛
3. After a month I still look like I’m showing, but since noone looks at me if the baby’s in the same room, it’s usually no big.
4. Sweet pic.
Miles… that is my grandchild, who will love dogs.
Your grandchild will probably be allergic to them. 😉