I have to admit, I catch glimpses of myself in windows or mirrors sometimes and have to do a double take to see why the heck I look so big. Then I remember I'm pregnant...duh. It's not like I actually forget. It's just weird to see my reflection. Sort of like when you get your hair colored (something very different from your natural color) and you're a little shocked to see yourself when you look in the mirror.
I would like to take this opportunity to brag on my sweet husband. He tells me on a regular basis that I look beautiful. He tells me I'm one of those pregnant women who just looks more and more beautiful with the baby belly. This weekend I was hot and tired (I had been grocery shopping and had cooked dinner...tough stuff you know...:-)). Jason walked in, smiled, leaned over and kissed me and said, "you look so pretty." I. LOVE. HIM. I'm so blessed!
Mandy
I love that story! Sweet, sweet Jason!
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