PG update: I'm fat

We find out what it is on Monday. Yay.

Even though it's for a good cause and all that, it's hard to come to grips with your body expanding and your weight skyrocketing.

I really hate pictures of myself looking like this, but I do it for posterity, and to look back on later and laugh.

Like these pictures from when I was in the hospital with Aidan. Crikey!


Showing off my cankles, thats what 20 pounds of extra water weight looks like. The nurse that was with me the day after Aidan was born didn't even recognize me a week later when she saw me. (She was Aidan's NICU nurse a week after helping me out, weird, eh?)

I'm not sure why I'm torturing myself like this, maybe I'm reassuring myself that it could be worse. :-)

Holy Cow...

...literally.

I'm a Fatty...

Apparently I need to practice my self portraits. (and work out my arms)


So today I was told that I should lay off the nachos, and about 5 minutes later I got told I was fat. Thanks John Paul and Dean. It's pretty much true so all I could do was laugh.

I have a doctors appointment on Friday where they will tell me I've gained about 15 pds since the last time I was in..........(slight exaggeration) it's more like10. Next Wednesday I'm going to a perinatologist and I'm not really sure what they'll do, but hopefully tell us that Aidan is fine.


Cary graduates on May 4th. Woo hoo! Maybe we'll get to live together again after all...

It's a BOY!

I went to the doctor today, and everything is going well.