This is my belly at 20 weeks. I like how the sun is making it glow, completely not planned just a happy accident. In the right outfit it’s a visible little bump. In the wrong outfit it’s extra chub. Haven’t quite figured out how to make it obvious I’m pregnant and not just full from my Thanksgiving meal.
We’re so happy to know it’s a boy and I’ve spent/wasted way too much time browsing clothes online. Our first purchase was a mini grandpa cardigan and a pair of jeans which are both lying out so I can look at them and smile. I also can’t stop looking at last week’s ultrasound pics and our little guy’s profile. I’m already thinking he’ll have pronounced lips like my husband and me. I’m still feeling great and love the little flutters here and there. I can’t wait until my husband can feel them too. I’m picking out the quilt fabric with my mom and my best friend is making a teepee. Little guy is spoiled already. I’ve only gained a pound so my husband is constantly telling me to have a snack and calling to check in on my menu for the day. I think I’m just off to a slow start and I’ll catch up soon. Halfway there.