showing

A close friend told me last night that I looked pregnant. In the moment, I wasn't sure I liked that. After all, it's only 7 weeks and I know I didn't show for a while with Reece.

My body is CERTAINLY not the same as it was before Reece, but I still thought she was just seeing my delightful muffin top with a bulky belt on underneath.

But, I just got out of the shower, looked in the mirror, and realized she is right in so many ways. It seems unbelievable that my body has already started making adjustments in preparation for this baby to grow and grow. But, the truth spoke right in that mirror, front and side views. I am wider. From my upper waist to my upper legs has already expanded a little. And, my pooch now begins from under my chest downward.

So, at least in the ways that I can tell (and obviously a few others), I'm showing. The winter tops I wore last winter now seem oddly short. Pants are tight and tops are too. My fitted top look isn't going to serve me well right now. I'll come up with something.

Just as every pregnant day is a celebration, I'm going to work to embrace my new look.

I'm showing! I'm showing! (tee hee)
Thank you, Lord, for another day.