Until this week, I don't think I've worn pants past my bellybutton since my parents dressed me. While I was shocked that my first pair of maternity pants came up to my ribcage, I was relieved by the comfort factor. Although I'm pretty sure the weight gain is due to my huge appetite (at one point I was eating more than Matt). It also doesn't help that my cravings seem to be dictated by radio commercials. I craved a McGriddle for a good week or two due to hearing the commercial for it every morning on the way to work and I'm constantly thinking about BW3 wings in the afternoon.
Matt's pretty much finished with the basement (which looks great) and the nursery is almost empty of our random stuff, so soon enough we can start getting it ready for baby.
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