I don’t think my uterus has popped over my pubic bone quite yet, but in the past week I’ve not been able to comfortably wear my work pants with the button done up, and I’m definitely looking a bit different in my lower stomach. Clive says that I’ve started to show, and I just laugh because in a couple of months (and especially in six months), I know I’m going to believe that we were crazy for thinking that I was “showing” at 11.5 weeks when I’m as big as a house.
Regardless, tomorrow I have to go shopping for low rise work pants so that I can wear them (hopefully) throughout my pregnancy, because the ones I have now won’t cut it for another week. Luckily I’m won’t be working past the seven-month mark, so they should continue to fit.
By this time next week, I’ll be in my second trimester. Woah.
