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Be Honest Y'all

I had Emma take another picture today because I feel huge. Even bigger than from Monday.

So be honest, don't I seem a little big for ten weeks, four days? I know the dates are not off, since I had the early ultrasound and I know my cycle dates. And if you saw me when I was pregnant with either of the other two, was I really this big that early with them? You will not offend me.

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Anyone reading, is this normal????

Comments

Anonymous said…
I will go first...I tote a pretty big set of balls and you did say to be honest. And I did see you pregnant with Emma and Davis. Yes, in the pics you do look more than 10 weeks. However, with this being your third baby you are going to be bigger. Everything is already stretched and relaxed so you will look bigger and when the baby starts to weigh more than a peanut you will probably carry loooow. Don't you remember me carrying Jameison between my knees? He was big enough to have been twins...maybe you will get a twofer... Kiki
Abby said…
Yea I remember Jameison living between your knees. You you SWEATINg in the August heat. Can you imagine if he HAD been twins? HAHAHAHAHAHA!

I better stop that. Karma and all......
Abby said…
Oh and I am still surprised that after seeing you carry him there and then seeing the birth that I ever had kids. Talk about tramatic.....remember me being there? I was the one crying and rocking back and forth in the corner in a tiny ball.
Dee said…
Yes, you do look very big for 10 weeks, but like your friend said, when you get to the third one your body is already stretched out so you tend to look big earlier on. My sis is having her third on Tuesday (yay!) and she popped out very quickly too.
Judy said…
Hmm, yeah, maybe you have 3 or 4 in there.

:)

Seriously, you do show a lot faster by the time you get to number three. Maybe it's that by number three you stop to care what you look like and just realize you're going to get enormous and you might as well get it over with.

Or was that just me?

You're still too cute.

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