Feb
About 11 weeks.
I feel like I have a beer gut. I know you look at this picture and think I’m just self-conscious, but no, seriously. If you saw my stomach 3 months ago you’d notice the change too. It’s such an awkward phase because my uterus is growing– pushing things out of it’s way and rearranging my digestive system, but the only thing visibly sticking out is that last stubborn layer of chub that didn’t leave after Zoe’s birth. Okay, actually, it probably isn’t that stubborn. I didn’t try really hard to work it off or anything, and when I’m breastfeeding I never plan to try and get super skinny or muscular. I’d rather keep a little baby fat and feed my babies well.
Speaking of my babies–
Here they are a couple of minutes ago, being cute. Zoe loves this little scooter thing and Isaiah got the genius idea to help push her along from behind. They were giggling and laughing and then they wiped out. Zoe ran to me for hug and then ran right back to take a ride into the kitchen to visit daddy.