Bump pictures

Obviously, I came late to the blogging game.  I always contemplated it but never had a purpose for one until my Conner and my Benjamin were born.  If I had started this blog when I found out I started fertility treatments, or even when I found out I was pregnant, I would have posted those cute weekly bump pictures to my blog for everyone to see.

Don't mind the horrible lighting.  There was only one good place to take this picture in our whole house and depending on what time of day I took the picture, I either got great lighting or horrible lighting.  Did you know you can't use the flash on a camera if you have a chalkboard in your picture?  I didn't until I tried it.

So this is a bit late... but here we go...

I miss being pregnant, more than anything.  If I were still pregnant today, I would be almost 31 weeks. Conner and Ben's chances of survival would be extremely high.  We would have taken them home (after a long stay in the NICU, but hey... beats what actually happened to us).  I still touch my belly out of habit, still hold it to support it when I walk down the stairs, and still use my gigantic pregnancy pillow.  I have had phantom kicks (they are real) and I still pee like mad in the middle of the night as if Conner were still lodged low in my cervix and Benjamin were still kicking away like crazy on neighboring organs. It's hard to believe its been almost two months since this last picture was taken.  It feels like last week.  It has been the slowest and fastest two months in my life, simultaneously.  Until we meet again, baby boys.