Not anymore. Not now. Don’t be crazy. I’m closed for business.
I don’t have digital photos of my first pregnancy with the twins. Because I am really old. I’m also really lazy so I’m not going to scan them. You’ll have to survive with just pics of the twinkies in the oven.
Brace yourself, I was scary.
This first one is not too bad, I was only about 15 weeks in. Still so small that we went backpacking with the twins. The dog had to pull me up the hills.
I cropped it so you would not have to witness the cankles. You’re welcome.
I think the next one was taken in July which would have made me about 7 months along. Or something, I don’t know… I blocked it out.
I don’t know why I was smiling. Probably because I knew that in just a couple of months I could start drinking again.
Now for the scariest of all. This is not photo shopped. I’m 34 weeks here, the twinkies were born 2 weeks later.
When you grow out of your maternity bathing suit it’s time to stop swimming. Just an FYI.
Four babies, two giant stomachs.
Worth every stretch mark.