The ugly truth . . .

Today, I got all dressed up for Easter Sunday - one of my most favorite times of the year. I actually managed to shave my legs (hoorah! all by myself, too!) and tried out a new hairstyle. I put on these cute sandals to go with my dress and was ready to head for church. I made it through church . . . and through the dinner at the home of one of Steve's co-workers . . . and through the trip to the PX (got a new TV out of it!) . . . and finally made it home. And then I found out. The ugly truth.

I am developing . . .

CANKLES.

Oh. My. Dog.

Steve said he noticed my growing ankles like 3 weeks ago, but he was kind enough not to point it out. Gotta love that man!

And my feet swell. And my nose is spreading. And my arms are fatter. And my stretch marks are spreading.

I feel like I'm walking on water balloons that will pop at any minute. My back is aching so bad it is difficult to find a comfortable position to sit, let alone sleep. I've got random body parts (that don't belong to me) sticking out of my stomach and lodging in my ribs. I could spit fire from the heartburn residing in my chest.

But it's all good, and it's worth it in the end! And besides, I'm still cute! : )

Happy Easter! (I'm just about 30 weeks along here)