It’s about time for some hot photo action. Let’s call this the “before” picture. You’ve got to have one, right. After snapping these, I noticed that the bloatation of my belly sort of resembles a pregnancy bump. For this reason I will be thinking of my stomach not as swollen with fat and guts, but instead stretched with the gift of life.
In the great tradition of Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger, I have chosen to carry my baby to term.
I haven’t thought of a name for the food fetus yet. Any thoughts?
