Moments in Time with the Ahlstroms

Let the madness begin...

Friday, August 14, 2009

You Know Belly's Big When...

1. You walk up the stairs and can barely catch your breath at the top of 12 stairs.
2. You get more "mystery stains" on your shirt than food in your mouth.

3. Your husband says,"Your belly looks more like a watermelon than a basketball now"
4. A lady at the Butterfly Pavillion elbows you in the gut as she's trying to put on her backpack.
5. You begin the infamous and unattractive "preggo waddle."
6. People at Costco look at your stomach first, then gradually move up to your face to address you.
7. Your belly serves as a convenient "shelf" for your water bottle or M&M's.

8.Your profile now looks like Snoopy's.
9. Your 3 year old walks by and says"Move Out of the way...JUMBO!" When asked, "Who is Jumbo?" He responds...an elephant.
10. Your belly jiggles like Santa's when you laugh.


(Never thought I'd post my jiggling belly...but it's my 4th and last baby... I gotta document this madness before I forget)I just can't imagine getting bigger...but I know I will...10 weeks and counting. UGHHH!

7 comments:

Jolayne said...

Many of us have been there. You are looking great by the way.

Unknown said...

Looking super cute! 10 more weeks? Not too much longer now!

KrisJ said...

Claudia you look adorable I wouldnt even guess you are as far along as you are!

Elizabeth said...

I think you look great too!! You are almost there...then the sleepless nights start again! But..pink pink pink...:) how fun!!

Tirsa said...

It is a beautiful belly! I remember all of those stains on my shirts! I felt like such a slob!

I loved the pics that Kris took. Beautiful!

The Burkes said...

LOL, your so cute!

Jenny said...

That was LOL funny! I remember one time at a church picnic, I was getting ready to eat a delicious hot dog with mustard and ketchup smothered all over it. I was wearing one of those ridiculously expensive pregnancy t-shirts and as I took my first bite, mustard squirted out from under the hot dog right onto my, ahem, chest. Jerry died laughing when he saw me walking around the rest of the night with my arm crossed awkwardly across my front!

Cute blog, btw!