Tuesday, February 8, 2011

G is for growing

At 21 weeks, I'm just past the halfway mark of this pregnancy, and the belly is definitely growing. And how.

Looking back at the photos from when I was pregnant with Mary Clare, I guess I am about the same size now as I was then. However, what I seem to have forgotten is how quickly I pop out with these pregnancies. And I use the term "pop" lightly, as the belly is much more than a mere pop. We're talking category five thar-she-blows hurricane status, people. I'm actually fine with it; it's just what my body does during pregnancy. I would be lying, however, if I said it weren't a smidge unnerving to see how I stack up against some other friends who are also pregnant.


My current belly size is closest to that of Laura. She's due in less than two weeks. Nice. Kaly, who is five weeks ahead of me, has nothing on what Baby Lindh and I are packing. Kara is about three weeks ahead of me, and while I haven't seen her in a month or so, I just know that stinker is smaller than me as well. (My guess is it has something to do with her being a high school cheerleader and me being in the band. It always goes back to band.) And then there's Sandra, who is due three weeks after me, and yet the size of her belly is remarkably similar to how I look after eating a large meal. As in she doesn't look pregnant.

The only solace I can take in all of this is knowing that no matter how large the Baby Lindh belly gets, it is highly unlikely that I will ever match the nearly 90:10 baby-to-body ratio that our petite friend Melanie reached during not one, but two pregnancies. I feel safe saying this now, not only because Melanie delivered two perfect babes and instantly morphed back into her small self, but because her prego bellies were truly epic. As in it was hard not to stare. As in she keeps a picture on her phone lest anyone try to say that they are bigger than she ever was. It still amazes me that she never actually tipped over.

But since I have no hopes of ever reaching a 90:10 baby-to-body ratio, and my face already feels puffier, I guess it's time to lay off the sweets. Damn. It was fun while it lasted.

7 comments:

  1. Haha, I love it! You look gorgeous, Debbie, and I am not just saying that. Your belly is beautiful and in perfect proportion--take it from a girl who knows a thing or two about whacked-out body dimensions. :) So excited to meet Baby L!

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  2. I love this picture. I agree with Melanie. Perfect proportion.

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  3. You look great! At least your arms aren't as big as your thighs. Of course, the day you link to my blog is the day my blog goes bonkers...

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  4. I just realized my comment could be interpreted to mean that your thighs are large. That was not my intent. I was referring to MY large arms and their similarity to my equally large thighs.

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  5. Kaly, my thighs ARE large. I'm of sturdy German farm stock. As far as my arms go, I'm hoping it's a cool spring so I can wear long sleeves into June.

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  6. Deb you look so stinkin cute as always. Next 37 weeks can't go fast enough as I LOVE a good suprise! Please remember that roll-steppin with Mr. Petterson was way harder then any cart-wheel!!!
    tee hee

    Love and HB
    Jeana

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  7. You are an adorable pregnant lady. I started showing with Sophie at SIX weeks! Also, it's a well-known fact that for your second pregnancy, the body "remembers" and is like, "Oh yeah, I know about this - make room for baby" - and POP!
    You look fab!

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