I see London, I see Crete, I see Candice’s feet!
So I took this picture one week ago. Not a whole heck of a lot has changed, so I’ll go ahead and comment on it rather than expend the effort of taking another picture.
1. I can still see my feet (and yes, I checked just now to make sure that was still the case).
2. I like purple nail polish.
3. The belly has eclipsed the boobs.
4. I still like to wear flip flops one half size too big.
5. My Mom did an A+ job at picking out the wood for their floor.
July 16th, 2009 at 7:59 am
That angle is awe-inspiring, LOL.
How’s the not-puking thing going?
July 16th, 2009 at 8:35 pm
The wonders of the camera phone!
I still have not puked in the third trimester, though it was a really close call today. It think it’s been a week and a half with no technicolor yawns – which is pretty darn excellent. On the other hand, I have had a lot more nausea this week than I did all the way through the second trimester.
July 19th, 2009 at 12:01 pm
YOU HAVEN’T GOTTEN FAT AT ALL I’M SO MAD
(adam doesn’t concur because he has a moral objection to measuring the size of hormonal women)
July 20th, 2009 at 4:30 pm
Yeah for third trimester non-puking! Congratulations on being able to still see your feet. I think it’s not going to last long for me…
July 21st, 2009 at 4:19 pm
I feel like such a whale though! The thing is though, even though I can see a difference between now and then (like whoa! seeing as how I could still hide it then), I don’t feel anymore ponderously huge than I did 10 weeks ago. I think this has a lot to do with the fact that she seems to be expanding UP instead of OUT. I’m guessing that this will NOT be the case 10 weeks from now.
July 21st, 2009 at 4:31 pm
The non-puking third trimester ended today.
But yes, I can still see my feet… which is partially a factor of growing UP instead of OUT but possibly more due to my giant feet. It will definitely not be as long for you. Besides the fact that you have two, I wasn’t showing for people who knew what to look for until around 16 weeks… and was still able to hide the fact that I was pregnant until 24 or so weeks (yay for giant sweatshirts and cool weather).