my new friend, my belly.

I knew the belly would arrive, eventually. Its here and seems to be expanding daily. I am in that in between stage where I could be pregnant or I could just have a tremendous beer belly. I would like to say that if I was rocking a beer belly like this one, I would have at least liked to enjoy the beer (and cheese fries) that got me to this point.

I know its for a good cause in the end, but I really miss my jeans and not having fat days, every single day.

I wish I could be one of those women that just loves being pregnant. How great, right? I am at 13 weeks now, just starting the second trimester - better known as the honeymoon trimester. I hope the stories I hear are right and I will just love the next few months.