It's been a while. I've been real busy in life with no time for distraction. I'm now 33 weeks! Wow!
But I feel like a heffer.... not Hugh Heffner, of Playboy fame, but rather like a great big cow. Mooo. We went to Barcelona for a break over Easter - the best, best time! So sunny and beautiful and I felt nice and happy in my new maternity wardrobe with a tan to boot. Then the photos. OMG. Carefully edited by hubby, I still had to ask the question "Have you used the iphone fat app on me babe?". This is a question no woman wants to ask. Pregnant or not. Ever. And the answer she doesn't wish to hear, however quietly it is said is "No, of course not". Urgh.
I'm totally serious, I have no idea how it's happened. I can handle the body thing, it's just my face. My jaw seems to have expanded beyond all measure. My cheeks are the size of a bull terrier's. Seriously, what the use of inner beauty if your face can't show it.
That's it, no more photos. And I may take down some mirrors.