Tuesday, February 24, 2009


Well Universe, it has happened again.  My face exploded.  Along with the rest of my upper body.  Hard as I have tried this time to avoid the pitfalls and gluttony of my last pregnancy, it is just not in the cards for me to remain "unpuffy".  The only deflated thing here is my ego.

Please enjoy the future photos of my rotund corpulence, either that or BE AFRAID that it may happen to you.  BE VERY AFRAID.  I'm talking to you ladies who read this who have yet to bear children.  Or as I like to call it, blow an O ring.  

As the next couple of months go by, you will recognize my head less and less as it begins to resemble a beluga whale.  The back of my neck will take on the shape of a package of hot dogs (preferably Hebrew National), and my fingers will look like tasty little breakfast sausages.  If I happen to shake your hand, please don't try to bite me; I just may bite back.

Pictures.  Soon.

1 comment:

Amanda said...

Oh my gosh, Jill, I almost just called you 30 minutes as I was getting dressed so we could commiserate with each other. I feel SO LARGE and just want to wear a house robe and a paper bag over my face. To top it off, our professional pregnancy photos got pushed back 2 weeks, so I have THAT and a weigh-in tomorrow to look forward to. WHAH WHAH WHAH!