I have heartburn almost constantly, run to the bathroom nearly every half an hour (on a good day), and feel a potential "roid" coming on, but dammit my skin is FLAWLESS. Of all the weird and disgusting things that happen to my body during pregnancy, the glorious, glowing skin is by far the best. I can heave my lunch while breathing flames of indigestion into the toilet, and as I'm wiping the flecks of vomit from my cheeks in the mirror I am still able to marvel at the unnatural twinkle to my eyes and the miraculous shade of peach I have become. If there were a song dedicated to my skin during pregnancy it would be called, "A Darker Shade of Tan". Please, click that phrase, or it just won't be as funny.
So, without further ado, here is my first public photo of my pregnant belly. 18 weeks
And now Dear Readers, here's the one you're really waiting for. The one of my butt. Make no mistake, we WILL be tracking the growth of my derrier along with that of my stomach, and I think you will be amazed at how my hiney is like a black hole for excess calories. It is the climate controlled storage unit for baby weight. And no, you cannot bounce a quarter off of it. But it sure is fun to slap it and watch it jiggle.
Be careful kids, this is what happens when you don't use protection.