My Belly… 11 weeks to go. 11 WEEKS? WHAT? It’s almost here. This little monster dancing the conga inside my belly is actually coming out in 11 WEEKS? AHHHHH!!!! I just said to Otey today, I am REALLY going to be out numbered at our house. I have like 18 years of dirty socks (X3), stinky boys shoes (X3), and smelly man farts (X3) ahead of me. Holy smokes.
Sidenote… Self portraits are by far my weak WEAK spot. Otey is going to try and shoot some belly pictures for me sometime this next month. Hopefully we’ll get some worth sharing. Happy Saturday.