First of all, I am clearly wearing my winter coat again. And there is snow/sleet/what-have-you in the forecast again. Even though it was 70 degrees on Saturday. Because that's just how it's been this winter (and now spring).
Second of all, holy moly is my belly growing. I wore this same sweater three weeks ago, and you could barely tell I was pregnant. Three weeks! That's not that long! I guess that's how this situation works. Terribly interesting. For most of my pregnancy, you totally couldn't tell and then all of a sudden -- Hello belly!
And hello to you too, combat boots. A perk of rainy, cold weather -- boots. I love boots. (Um... am I not going to be able to fit into my shoes post pregnancy? Cause that's what I've been hearing. If that's the case, some size 9 lady is going to strike it big at the Goodwill sometime around August. "Take these away!" I'll say to Robert. "It pains me just to look at them!" But, you know, I'll have a baby so that makes it worth it. Plus then I'll buy a lot of new shoes. Inevitably.)