All I knew was that I felt HUGE. For a long time. I even grew out of my maternity clothes.
In October, people started asking me if I was ready to "pop" . Uhm, no. Still some time left.
In November they started asking if I was carrying twins. Uhm, no. Pretty sure there's only ONE baby in there.
In December they started smiling politely and asking when I was due. I liked to tell them any minute. They got out of my way. Fast.
I felt so large that I was SURE I would deliver this child before the due date. Uhm, no. Due date came, and I still looked like this:
(You can't really tell, but the lower portion of the belly was horizontal...I'm sparing the world the belly-shot that proves it...just trust me.)
Which is about how I looked three days later when we discovered that this is who had been taking up so much space. Our little man and his Olympic sized swimming pool.
He weighed in at 10lbs 5oz, and measured 22 inches long. That's a lot of baby my friends!!