20 Weeks

As many of you know, I'm expecting another little girl. We are going to call her Chicklet. Now we have FreeRangeChick, Chiquita, Chicklet and Skizye. I know the DH's name doesn't fit, but in a house full of girls, is he ever going to really "fit"? He is actually what keeps us acting like a house full of crazy girls, and there are only two of us so far. Here I am last weekend at 20 weeks. My SIL and I spent a half hour taking pictures. In a regular shirt, in a tank top, inside, outside. I didn't really like any of them. Either I looked funky or it really didn't show off the belly very well. I ended up in my pajamas using the mirror on the back of the bathroom door to aim the camera. I actually really like this picture.

Before you say I'm soooooo small, I'm not suppose to be big yet. At our ultrasound, 2 weeks before this picture, Chicklet was only about 9 ounces. Plus, I'm a small person and didn't get huge with Chiquita either. As long as my doctors say I'm okay, then I'm okay.

I've been getting some negative reactions to my size. It can get upsetting to a hormonal, uncomfortable, pregnant girl that used to have a slender waist and whenever I look down, I see this.......Here is my favorite picture of Chicklet. Look at that tibia. We may have an olympic runner on our hands. Just as long as I can keep up. But really, my favorite part is the little arch in her foot. So cute. She sure does spend a lot of time kicking me. Maybe an olympic swimmer.