With only about 7 weeks left of this pregnancy, it's hard not to start feeling like a whale every time I look in the mirror or get on that dreaded scale in the doctor's office. I'm not going to lie... I've put on a lot of weight over the past 7 months. In the beginning I was really good at keeping a healthy and balanced diet, but as the months rolled by and the sweet cravings kicked in (not to mention a trip to South Africa where I left behind any last hope of a waistline) I am now close to the finish line of the "recommended weight gain" for an entire pregnancy. (eek!)
Although I am not a fan of the added area space I seem to be taking up in the world, I wouldn't give up being pregnant with our precious little Llambok for anything in the world and knowing that soon she will be with us is worth waddling like a duck, gasping for air every time I climb stairs and relating so intensely to those people on TLC's "My 600lb life".
I'm one lucky whale!
