Damon and I went out to dinner last night (nothing new there) but the funniest thing happened.
I was washing my hands when a little girl and her Mom stepped out of the stall next to me and up to the sink. The little girl was staring at me for a good 5 seconds before she said "Mommy, is she having a baby?" The Mom was beyond mortified and frozen, probably in anticipation of what I was going to say. I waited a couple seconds, smiled and said "yes I am." I'm sure that was a huge relief to the Mom, now safely knowing that her daughter did not basically just call some girl fat.
It was really cute and made me smile to know that my belly looks like a baby bump and not just like a few too many beers and desserts.
I'm 17 weeks today and the baby is the size of an onion. I can feel it move sometimes and last night was the first time it felt like a little more than just a flutter. The baby is going through a growth spurt the next few weeks, which I can only assume means that my belly will be growing too. I haven't bought any maternity pants yet, but that's not to say that my regular pants still fit me (only a handful still do). Good thing it's Summer b/c my dresses and skirts are coming in handy.
I know we still have 5 months to go, but we started packing up some things to make room for baby. City condo living does not equal mass amounts of space, but I think we'll be okay for a while. I'll post before and after pictures of the guest room closet (as soon as I can walk in that room to get to the closet). I think I'm driving Damon nuts with my nesting, but I'd rather get this stuff done now before I'm too big/uncomfortable to help.
It's lunchtime now, which means I'm starving! I'm going to start with a bowl of ice cream and then eat my meal :-)
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