You ask your husband if your butt's getting bigger and he looks terrified. So you ask again and he says, well, maybe a little.
And when you can still fit your pants - but not without a wedgie - which you wore to work before you really realized the full extent of the problem (the problem, again, being your butt).
And when you've consumed about 5,400 calories a day for the last three months out of the cheese and bread and pizza and Special Dark Chocolate Sauce food categories alone. Culminating in a meal Saturday night involving salami, mini-tacos, Cheetos, cheese fondue, chocolate covered Twizzlers and - yes - Twinkies AND Zingers. In my defense, it was a junk food party for my preggo friend Cara, who'd had a rough week and needed fun girl time. In my butt's defense, did I need to bring home the salami in a bag and make a sandwich to take to BED?
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3 comments:
I'd have to say that yes, you did need to do that. It sounds perfectly fine to me.
dude. i just linked from kate's blog to yours! congratulations on baby #2. we were so excited/jealous we decided to copy you - mina's brother/sister is due on sept. 7th.
Currently I twice the size I was during this stage with Mina. I am practically about the give birth right now. - Cheers again to the entire family.
First and foremost - where can I get my hands on chocolate covered twizzlers?!?!?! That sounds fantastic. I miss my first tri mester when I could eat all day long - now I want to eat but Ms Riley decided to make more room for herself and less for my stomach and everything I eat seems to want to squeeze right back out - but I bet I could fit some chocolate covered twizzlers...
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