"Wow, you look great...not much further to go, huh? Any time now?"
"Umm...yeah, only about eighteen more weeks."
I'm not that big.
I don't have the pictures to prove it (this week...or last week...or the week before that...maybe I should enlist Bill to snap those
I am not waddling.
I wore a normal, size small (albeit, empire-waisted) dress last night.
It's not like I'm eating a scoop of ice cream for breakfast (every day) or sitting on my ass reading baby blogs (all day, every day)...
Any time now?
It had to be the unflattering scrubs.