So, on a normal, day-to day basis, I wear loose clothes and, if you didn't know any better, you might just think I'm chubby. I've been there before; it's not fun, but whatever. In 2 1/2 months I'll lose a lot of weight really fast.
But last night, I was at the gym swimming with my hubby. I was sitting on the edge of the pool in my swimsuit and talking to the nice girl who teaches water aerobics. I mentioned some interest in the "fit-to-be-mothers" water aerobics class, and she asked me if I'm expecting. When I said yes, she told me she couldn't tell. Wow. I'll be at 30 weeks on Monday. That's 3/4 of the way through this thing. On the one hand, I'm excited that I don't show very much. On the other hand, there is something going on in there! I swear it!
2 comments:
lol I know the feeling. My first 6 or 7 months was spent convincing people I was pregnant too.
You are so cute! and lucky! I spent the last five months reassuring people that I wasn't going to have the baby right there on the spot!
P.s. I commented on your comment on my blog if you want to look at it.
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