
So I'm already wearing maternity clothes. When I married Tyler I thought that I would be luckier then my sisters, and not grow a big belly when I was pregnant, because my husband is smaller then I am. And about half the size of my brother in-laws. SO by logical thinking, I would grow a cute tiny little 6 pound healthy baby. Right?? Call it wishful thinking if you must. I think it's just Gods and Dad's way of playing a practical joke. They have succeeded in making me into a blob that's only good for 20 minute increments, with 4 or 5 hours of rest between!