Yesterday at the park I overheard some women talking. One asked the other, "So, when is your due date?" The other replied, "September 14." A mere month after mine.
She had nary a bump.
And I have this:
It could be that it's my third pregnancy and these abdominal muscles have long since given up the ghost. It could be that me my short stature gives her few other places to go. But whatever the cause, my 4.5 month baby bump is more like a baby basketball.
But no complaints here. I want her little house to feel spacious and homey. I hope all these little kicks and wiggles are her way of saying she digs her crib.