17 Weeks

Hey everyone. 17 weeks along and it truly is getting harder and harder to hide my pregnancy. So far no one has actually looked at the stomach and guessed but three people have mentioned the increased boobage as a dead giveaway.

I feel like the Hindenburg right now but Scott insists that it is all in my head. He does, however, admit that I'm showing now (if he didn't I would seriously consider dropping him off at a drug rehab clinic because he'd HAVE to be on crack not to notice). Showing but not popping...and he says it is "cute." (GAG) My sister Heather has asked for pictures showing the expanding belly but I'm not sure how "cute" I'll think it is so I may or may not post them on this blog. In the meantime, I'm left wondering, "How the hell am I going to hide this for 3 more weeks?"

Anyhoo...(a Sarah Palinism: my way of trying to sound ABSOLUTELY MORONIC) I've hit 17 weeks and Bug has started making his or her presence known with teensy tiny little kicks I can only recognize because I've been pregnant before. It is really cool although any time Bugaloo doesn't manage to kick hard enough for me to feel it for 12 hours or so I FREEEEEEEAK out.

Here's the Baby Center update for week 17 and the 3D rotatable pic and blurb are here.

So the pink or blue debate is apparently going nowhere...as of today, no one has posted a comment indicating what they think I'm having. Come on, people! I know this hardly ranks up there on the scale of importance with your daily meditations on "How do I contribute to world peace," but humor the pregnant lady...she's desperate for ways to pass the time until she finds out for sure whether she's having a boy or a girl.