I have an addiction.
An addiction to photographing my baby bump.
I'm not sure if it's vanity or something else. It's probably because I am finding this entire period in my life so unbelievable, and it could be the ONLY time in my life I will experience this. Plus it distracts me from all the parent anxiety I could work myself into if I wanted. So by focusing on the shallow, I avoid a visit to the behavioral health unit.
I've had my body change before. I was a pretty big weight gainer/loser, but this bump thing? It's nuts. It seems to change everyday. Yesterday I took my first bare bump photo. It always looks smaller with no clothes; it's the reverse in non-pregnancy time. I put clothes on it and suddenly I look like I'm 49 weeks pregnant.
Without further ado, the bare bump -- 22w2d.
