Bump or Blimp?

There are few things in life that I covet.  I'm pretty much content with my lot in life.  I'm never going to be wealthy, I doubt I'll be famous, and that's okay with me.  And though there's much I need to change and improve in my personal life, I pretty much like who I am.

So what do I covet, you ask?  The tiny, cute, adorable belly bump some women get when they are pregnant.  (And in case you haven't heard, yes this is an announcement.)  We're expecting our fourth child this coming October, which means that I am ONLY 7 1/2 weeks along.  Our baby is no bigger than a blueberry and yet this crazy thing has happened to my body!  Just look!

Looking at this picture you may say "what thing?"  Let me spell it out for you.    I can't fit in my jeans already.  Oh, I can get them on and could wear them, but they cut into my waist and feel terribly uncomfortable.  So I'm already having to wear my maternity clothes, which are really still too big for me.  That means I walk around all day hitching up my pants.  Annoying, right?  Not half as annoying as feeling like I'm waddling already and knowing I really don't look pregnant yet - just like I am gaining weight.

So that, my friends, is what I covet.