It's official. The belly has officially crossed into the "I can no longer wear t-shirts that I used to wear pre-pregnancy" anymore. I've got that white-trash belly shirt look going on where the belly peaks out between the pant line and the end of the T. Note: I have seen this on several occasions during monthly visits to my doctors office, it is ALWAYS unacceptable in public. I only rock the look when we're relaxing at home - Sean doesn't seem to mind Hell, he probably doesn't even notice. He has been pestering me about pictures of the growing bump though, to document this journey, so I will post some soon.
Wednesday I will be 6 months pregnant, so I guess this is what comes with the territory.
On another note, wedding invites went out last week, pre "Hurricane Irene". Hope everyone got a dry invite. :) This means we are getting oh so close to our wedding day. Still so much to do.
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