Gratuitous Belly Shots

After yesterday's appointment, I am 80% effaced and 4cm dilated. *holy crap* It felt like the doctor went elbow deep to touch Baby G's head. After a quick ultrasound, she is in perfect position with her head low and nuzzled in my pelvis.


Yes, it's bigger than life. Don't mind the stretch marks. I've had those since I was 18.

People Treat Pregnant Ladies Real Nice

I've branched out from my standard wardrobe of muumuu like dresses, into some maternity tank tops and capris. The dresses have been hiding the baby pretty well, disquising me a bit so I don't look quite pregnant. When in a tank top however, there's is no question of "fat or pregnant?", there's just, oooh, PREGNANT.

I'm not used to people staring at my belly, it's a bit of a phenomenon. But today, the cashier at our local grocery store looked down before she looked up and then was so nice to me. She wanted to make sure she bagged the groceries as easy as possible to that I didn't strain myself. She also wanted someone to help me out to the car. I could get used to this.