Okay, there is it....an official belly shot of me at 30 weeks. Not a pretty sight, but I was trying very hard. Sean took this before the Willie Nelson concert (March 19), hence the cowboy hat. I haven't grown much since then so this should give you a fairly accurate idea of my girth. I told Sean that I looked big in this photo, and he said something about the moo-moo I was wearing. He has such a way with words. In fact, I thought you might appreciate this little piece of dialog that occurred several weeks ago:
RM: "Do you still love me even though I am fat?"
SM: "Of course."
RM: "But you were supposed to say, 'Honey, you are not fat.'"
SM: "Well, let's not kid ourselves."
Isn't he sensitive? He gets this amused/shocked/what-has-become-of-my-wife look whenever he catches a glimpse of me changing clothes or coming out of the shower. I can't imagine what is going to happen in the delivery room!
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