okay. so, am i allowed to give up something for Lent even though I’m Jewish?? I think it’s a fantastic concept – – I’d love to give up dessert (save for the frozen yogurt i’m allowed to have after each OB check-up). so, you heard it here first. Ali’s giving up the desserts.

i’ve now gained close to 6 pounds – all of which seems to be settling in these ginormous basoomas that i’ve acquired and have no clue what to do with. I will be hitting the bra store today to do something about it. yikes. they are massive.

i’m also now entering the in-between-y, awkward stage. Most pregnant women visit this stage for 3, maybe 4 weeks at the longest. i will be stopping here, oh, until i’m about 7 months pregnant. great. it’s the stage where your clothing no longer fits you, but you are way way too small to wear maternity. to humor myself, i stopped by Old Navy and tried on the xs maternity jeans. while certainly comfortable, as i walked towards the mirror in the dressing room, they fell to the floor. yes, it will be a LONG time before i’ll be able to wear those.

so, i’m resigned to buying bigger sizes, making me look fat, and not pregnant. why can’t i have one of those awesome pregnancy bodies where you pop this amazing belly at 8 weeks and look adorable in maternity clothes? instead, i’m blessed with the full-body pregnancy. i carry my babies everywhere but my belly it seems. in my chest, in my ass, in my thighs…you name it. but stomach? what stomach? i’ve got flab, sure, but no baby to speak of.

i think i need to get a t-shirt made. “I’m not fat. I’m pregnant.”