So, here I am, pregnant with #2, at 24 weeks, 1 day. Clearly I'm carrying this baby in my ass. And hips. And thighs. And chin.
For a comparison, here I was at 24 weeks, 1 day with Oscar. Clearly my ass, thighs, hips, and chin were all much more, uh, reasonably sized. And my boobs were much less droopy. But to be fair, I did start out this pregnancy six pounds heavier, and I think my hair looks much better now (bangs are NEVER a good look for me, no matter what I think when sitting in the stylist's chair.) And I cannot wait until it is cool enough to wear that sweater again. I love that sweater.
I also kind of like the fact that in the photo comparison, not only can you see how my womanly curves have expanded, but also my clutter.