I "POPPED"

Last week (21 weeks) was the week I felt like I "popped". My flabby stomach turned into a hard ball making bending over a much harder task. Hello maternity clothes. To me, I look obviously pregnant now, however I am amazed at how many of my clients don't notice or are afraid to ask. I finally told my biggest continuous client just last Tuesday that I was pregnant. They were surprised but excited. They were actually less worried than I thought they would be. It's a relief to not be keeping that secret any more. On Friday, Greg, Tom's youngest brother, got married to Suzy. My other sister-in-law, Sarah, and I were the two bride's maids (all S's). Sarah and I threw Suzy a bridal shower last weekend, I was Suzy's escort for her endowments on Wednesday, and then Sarah was Suzy's escort for her wedding on Friday. It was a busy week. Today when we were eating leftovers from the reception at Tom's mom's house, Liam, my 7 year old nephew, out of the blue told me that Porter is going to be a healthy baby. I asked him how he knew and he said he didn't know how. This was such a strange thing to say because this is my biggest fear. I worry about the baby being OK often. Sometimes I think I can feel light little bumps or brushes in my stomach however I wish they were more obvious kicks so that I could actually feel him moving. Liam was convinced that I was having a boy before I knew it so I hope he's right about this too.