Sometimes I think they should stop calling it "pregnancy" and instead they should call it "nine months of your pants not staying up."
Seriously, if there's a pair of pants out there that stays up on a pregnant belly, I haven't found them.
(Yes, I'm only 3 months pregnant and yes I'm already wearing maternity pants....wanna make something of it??)
The other day I went into the preggers store on the hunt for pants, and found their "New, Revolutionary, Patent Pending, Secret Fit Belly (tm) Pants!!!"
And I fell for it, hook, line and sinker.
Turns out, there's nothing revolutionary about these pants...unless falling down pants are revolutionary (which I happen to know from experience, they're not.)
Anyway, enough about me and my belly. How about some weekend pics?
My water baby spends most of the weekend in the pool...clothes and all!
Gretel and Phelan get some chillaxin' time in on the porch:
The boys take a break for some Toy Story: