O.k., these images arenâ€™t exactly scandalous, but Iâ€™m not averse to using the lurid to lure you. (Also, Iâ€™m sure there are pregnancy porn sites out there, but Iâ€™m not actually going to Google to verify. If you do, please spare meâ€”donâ€™t share.)
For weeks now, even through clothing Iâ€™ve been able to see The Kid vigorously shifting around in my bellyâ€”so many body parts move at once that it kind of looks like a snarl of snakesâ€”but I prefer to watch the action on the bare skin. Itâ€™s just so freaking amazing. So yesterday, during The Kidâ€™s typical late-afternoon bump and shimmy, I lifted up my shirt. It was then that Dr. Awesome and I noticed the excellent light coming in through the kitchen windows.
The angled view:
And the frontal:
Six more weeks to go. How much bigger will we (The Kid, the bump, me) get?
Soon Iâ€™ll actually write here again. But not tonight.