In the last few weeks, I evolved from looking sort of pregnant to really pregnant. When I meet new people, the reaction has changed from the terrified is-she-or-isn’t-she-pregnant belly glances, to asking without hesitation, “So, when are you due?”
I’ve been sticking close to home, but I did drag myself to the mall and grocery store this week, and am happy to report I’m getting excellent customer service. Sales people offer to hold my bags behind the counter while I shop, and yesterday someone took my shopping cart back to the store for me as his wife looked on with a nostalgic smile. Everyone smiles when they see my giant belly.
I’m not a fan of my own bump photos, but a few have met my approval, and are in this photo gallery. My mom took a bunch last weekend, and this is my favorite, just because Matt and I were acting so dorky.
Six weeks to go… and I’m not sure where the final two to four pounds of baby Hartley are going to fit.
So dorky!
Isn’t it amazing how long it takes for people to realize that you’re pregnant just by looking at you? I guess it is nice that they don’t want to be rude… but I’m always amazed that I need to feel like a whale before anyone really notices.
You look great though – and I love the pictures – particularly the one on your post!
Oh Allegra, you look so beautiful! I love you and your bump! Thanks for posting the dorky picture. It is always great to see you and Matt’s wonderful sense of humor.
Love,
Chrissie