And hardly showing at all. Believe it or not, my belly was actually flatter than that at one point.
Skinny little bee-with-an-itch.
By the way, aren't I rocking it out in my yellow tee and awesome pink pants? Aren't I?
Well, if I aren't, at least I was comfortable.
At last! Progress!
My shirt doesn't cover my belly anymore, and people can actually tell I'm pregnant! Wooo!
Beanie sure is letting the world know he's there, now! Although, I swear, sometimes my belly looks bigger in the mirror, and other days it seems to shrink away. I think it depends on how he's sitting, if he's leaning outwards or inwards or whatever.
Note to self: Get a hair cut.
Also: Get husband to take better pictures, so that you don't look like a dorkus malorkus.
AND: You're too cute.