fifty pounds

After I gave birth to Rosie, it took more than a year for me to lose the baby weight. But by the time she was 18 months, it was gone. Frankly, I was skinny. Skinnier than I'd been since I lived in Vietnam.



That's me ten months ago. Now, at 41 weeks pregnant, I have officially gained fifty pounds. Here is a picture (taken today) which artfully disguises the pounds that have have gone to my thighs and hips while displaying the extreme roundness of my belly.

I've had contractions every day (or, more often, every night) for the last week. My newest "ideal" time to go into labor is tomorrow night, so please pray that way, and forgive my narcissistic blogging tendencies. Amen.