I know this is still a headless torso - more than just belly but less than whole human - but I really liked the little gremlin face in the bottom corner of the picture.
The fact is that when we started doing these tummy shots, Nick was all opposed to having what he considered half-naked pictures of me on the Internet.
I was all, "But I'm pregnant!"
And now when I look back on the first tummy pic, I realize how NOT-pregnant I looked at 12 weeks. Even though I felt enormous.
And now there's no mistaking it for a pregnant belly.
But we always take them first thing in the morning, when I'm still all squinty-eyed and confused, pre-coffee - but more importantly, pre-makeup. So no face included. Maybe I'll get it together one of these weeks.
This week we realized we have exactly three months until my due date. And about a month till my shower. And this threw me into a frothing frenzy.
What to get? How to make the right choice? What if I do the wrong thing?
I am always terrified of doing the wrong thing. Years of training in childhood.
Much like picking a college, or a career, I really just wanted someone to take me by the hand and say, "This is what you want. This will make you happy. This is the right one."
But of course, people are all so different. There isn't one right car seat or play mat or stroller. Or anything, for that matter.
I did get a lot of excellent suggestions - and continue to get them, and this is awesome. I really, really thank you.
One incredible thing your input did was to lower my stress level immediately. And now I have a list of concrete suggestions to work from. It's fantastic.
When we registered for our wedding, Nick was totally uninvolved. He wanted a waffle maker. And that was it. End of interest.
So I pretty much picked everything. He was all, sure, sure, sure, to everything I suggested.
Basically, with one gift after another that we received, he was all, "What a thoughtful gift! Such a nice surprise!"
Only to have me be all, "We registered for this, dork ass."
I think he assumed he could do the same with all the baby stuff. Like, a stroller, car seat, crib, and other baby items would magically appear.
And he could be all, "Oh, look! Something to put the kid in!"
Not this time, my friend.