12-ish Weeks
So, it appears I've grown quite a bit since my swimsuit picture, but I swear the doctor says I've only gained 2.5 pounds. I've left out my head in these shots, since I am looking gross 90% of the time. I must be having a girl because they say girls steal your looks--not that I was working with much to begin with (again pay no attention to my swimsuit pic on that one).
I have also posted a pic of Trent's belly. He's about six months along, as you can see. He needs to slow himself down. You can also see his butt has grown just like mine. No more designer jeans for us!
Otherwise, things are going swimmingly. Next week we get some blood tests, and such, and I get to valet park in the Obstetrics entrance of GBMC. I already feel like a celeb! What doesn't make me feel like a celeb is paying $3-5.00 every time I go to the doctor. That place is making a mint from all the sick people in Baltimore. No validation. I don't really care about the money, it's the principle of it. That must be why the rooms are so fancy there. Speaking of which, if Chris Heine is reading, who's palm do we need to grease to get the royal treatment?
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