18 Weeks: I Don’t Think You’re Ready.

I meant to have Scott take a picture of me each week, to document the baby-related changes in my physique. I say “meant to” because it hasn’t worked out that way—I was too paranoid to start until the second trimester, and one week I forgot, and another week we were out of town. As a result, we have pictures only from 14 weeks, 16 weeks, and now, 18 weeks:
18 weeks
When Scott handed me the camera after taking this picture I swore loudly and gaped at the tiny screen.
“I don’t think I look this big in real life, do I?” I asked.
“Oh no,” Scott said, “Most days you hardly look pregnant at all.”
“Really?”
“Are you kidding? Honey. You’re huuuuuuge.”