Well, I’ve finally pooched out and started to look pregnant, just as you’d imagine someone in their second trimester for the second time in two years ought to. I still haven’t been approached and asked when I’m due, but neither have I been glared at for using the Stork Parking at the mall (although that could be because I also have a babe-in-arms with me when I use it!). It happened sometime just after I hit 16 weeks and I couldn’t be happier. The regulars at the gym who used to glance at me and wonder why I was getting so fat despite working out every day are finally beginning to realize that it’s not because I eat a lot of pizza and chips. I do eat a lot of pizza and chips, of course, but you’ve got to get those 300 extra calories somewhere, am I right? And really, there’s no better way than with a bag of Doritos Cool Ranch.
The baby has also started bouncing around a lot, but usually when I eat junk food. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t eat Doritos every day and most of the time I try to keep it healthy with whole grains and fruits, but let’s just say the baby likes tuxedo truffle mousse cake. If I should be worried, say, about not feeling much in the way of movement, I have only to dig into a slice of cake. Within 10 minutes, the baby will be bouncing and kicking away.
And without further ado, here are the 17-week belly shots: