The reality is that pregnancy really is 40 weeks, but it's measure from BEFORE the egg is actually fertilized. Sound complicated? I am not going to go into a whole lesson here, but what it really means is that at 20 weeks, I am in my fifth month.
So, because in my fifth month the "baby bump" as it's called, has started to show, my friends who are already mommies have convinced me that although I do NOT love getting my picture taken right now, it will be fun to look back at the growing "bump." So...because I am not too shy to share...this is what the bump is looking like at five months:
Recently, when asked what I wanted for dinner, my answer actually was, "Meijer cupcakes and jelly bellies." After watching Cortney actually consider (for about half a second) the possibility of making a Meijer run for his pregnant wife, I admitted that I would never eat that for a meal. But when we were grocery shopping yesterday, and I saw the jelly belly display, I--completley like a small child--asked Cort if I could please get some jelly bellies. He chuckled and agreed.
My plan was to only eat a couple a day and have them last all week. Huh. About that. They lasted up until kickoff of the Superbowl when they quickly became history.
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