A little Preggo Talk

I am not quite sure it is really cute the third time around, but I need to be documenting it. Let me just say in the past I have loved everything about being pregnant. The boys pregnancies were pretty identical. I felt pretty good with the exception of heartburn from the get-go. I felt like I had a glow about me and I was happy as could be, blissful really. This time around I have been exhausted!! I have had greasy/dry face...it is so weird with break-outs too, but definitely not a good glow. I have been a grump bucket (no comments on this statement, please Ben), but still am so excited and blessed to be pregnant.

So here I am last Thursday...I am 16 weeks now. I just cannot believe how quickly I popped. With Beck I was itching to wear maternity clothes and "show" so I started wearing them at 20 weeks even though I really didn't need them. With Briggs I think I started to change at about 16 weeks but was okay a couple more weeks in regular clothes. This time around, um...like 10 weeks I felt like I looked pregnant. I know everyone says you get bigger faster with each one and I am a believer now. I look at this and think, "Oh good grief I am not even half way!" And after looking at this picture, I am pretty certain that some of that baby is storing itself in my face. Well, bring on the halloween candy and the turkey and dressing folks!