No, I'm not having twins...

So it all started when I went to class on Thursday night. All of my classmates oohed and awed and giggled at my belly. That didn't bother me, but then came the comparisons; "oooh, it's so big," and "it is so much bigger than T's was!" Ok, ok, I get it. I'm starting to show and my round little belly is definitely protruding through my clothing. I know I'm pregnant and I know this means that I am going to gain weight, but lately I feel like I'm bigger than I should be. It didn't help that when attending festivities with my husband's family this weekend, they continued to ask me if I am having twins. Ok, so granted, they only asked because they knew I was worried and yes, usually I would have found this hilarious. It also didn't help when both my mom and my mother in law reminded me that they each gained less than 15 pounds total. Wow, that is great, thanks. ha. Well, I've had an epiphany. I'm different, I'm getting fat, and I'm having a baby. Now, pass the fries!