So it's been a few weeks since I posted a preggers photo. About time for an update, right?
Maybe it's the back pain, maybe it's just that extra girth, but however it happened, I've become a waddling pregnant lady.
One question I get with some frequency seems a bit funny to me.
"Is Eric gaining any sympathy weight?"
Well, no. Should he? He doesn't need to get fat, too. He just needs to take care of his fat wife.
One great way would be by getting me a waddling companion:
Sympathy waddling, I tell Eric. He's convinced a pet duck is the last thing we need. I tried telling him that we could use it for Christmas dinner. Then he pointed out that if he let me keep a duck as a pet, I wouldn't be able to part with it... at least not as a meal.
Why does he know so much about me?
I would totally get you a pet duck.
ReplyDeleteThis is why you should be married to a boy and not a girl...
haha, Sarah, so true!! When I think of all the random fuzzy things there would be in this apartment... from blankets to animals. It's a good thing the men in our lives know enough to restrain us!
ReplyDeletewhen we took our birthing class in hillsdale, one of the husbands at our first class asked, "why am i gaining weight, too?" hilarious.
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