17 weeks, 2 days (4-ish months)

So here I am. We were about to head out to the beach (before it’s covered in oil), so I look a little bummy. Don’t judge. I’m not so sure that it looks as much like a baby bump as it does like a I-just-ate-way-too-much-for-lunch bump. I don’t so much feel pregnant. Mostly just fat. Does that make me a terrible person? But alas, I decided to share. This was taken at 17 weeks and 2 days (roughly 4 months for those of you who hate the fact that pregnancies are measured in weeks):

The internet at large tells me that I should be able to feel the baby moving inside of me sometime in the next few weeks. I’m thinking that might help me to feel a little more pregnant. I have a doctor’s appointment next Wednesday at which time we’re supposed to find out if Baby Bondo is a girl or boy. Judging from the fact that this child’s DNA is made up of a combination of me and Jake, I’m guessing he/she might be prove to be difficult at times, so there’s a distinct possibility that he/she might decide not to cooperate. But we can hope for the best, right? Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to share the news when we get it. :-)