Hello Chubby!

So, I'm mad. My husband would say that is my new favorite phrase because anytime something doesn't go my way (which seems to be more often lately), I simply say, "I'm mad." Most recently, I am mad that I am fat. Last week, my father-in-law so eloquently stated that I was "pooching out"! Oh, and I was mad. I tried to pretend that I was kidding, but I didn't do a very good job. However, his comment did make me take a long, critical look in the mirror, and I'm not going to lie...I did not like what I saw.

I'm fat. I'm fat and I'm mad because I don't look pregnant, I just look chubby. I know that I am being slightly obsessive, but no one tells you about this phase you go through where you don't look pregnant, but you do have this extra weight around your middle. I don' t know if I was thinking that I would miraculously wake up one morning and have a cute little baby bump, well, it doesn't work that way. Also, and I know this is partly hormones, but I feel like everyone is staring at me. It makes me want to wear a sign around my neck that says "yes I'm fat, but I'm pregnant".

Last weekend we were going to a wedding and all of the dresses I wanted to wear were fitted around the middle. So of course, all I could think about was people staring at me and thinking that I was chubby. This was still at a point where no one at the wedding knew so I made my husband tell his friends that night so they wouldn't just think I was fat. I am crazy, and I know this, so it is ok!

So anyway, just so you know I am fat, but it is ok, because I'm pregnant!