Last Friday, I went for my monthly ob-gyn appointment. I gained 11 pounds in the last month. Wow! No wonder that lately I've been feeling like a big fat cow that can barely move, especially last week during that super humid spell.
And no wonder that going up the stairs has suddenly become more tiresome.
I know I've popped in the last few weeks, but I didn't realize I had gained so much weight. The doctor wasn't concerned. Apparently, I hadn't gained any weight the month before. So it all evens out. Overall, I've gained some 18 pounds or so.
I feel huge and fleshy, but I know I'm only half way there in terms of expansion.
Last week, I put on a shirt I had nicely worn a week earlier. Last week, it no longer fit. It was stretched tight over my stomach. So off into the storage pile the shirt went. I've slowly outgrown all my loose non-pregnancy clothes, except for a summer dress, sweat-pants shorts, and another loose shirt. It's finally time to give in to pregnancy wear.
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