Emma drew a pictures of our family. I am the tall figure in the middle. My petite 6'2" husband is on the right. Emma and Mandy, in all their tininess, are on the left.
(the "Bad hair day" magnet is the least of our problems)
This is the part of pregnancy that a woman starts to feel huge. I don't care if you tell me I am not huge, because I know for myself (and from this picture) that I am. My womb looks rather square and I only have 1 large boob, but other than that, the picture is pretty accurate. When I showed my kind and caring husband this picture after Emma went to bed, he laughed.
I whined, "Am I really this large?"
He laughed again. "Well, you aren't that tall." He reassured. And then with concern he pointed to the picture of himself, he asked, "Are my legs really that short and fat?"
"Yes," I told him, "Yes, they are."
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