Belly Picture!

It seems that I over came my shyness about posting a belly picture.

I'm 27 weeks and 6 days.

Husband just can't seem to take a decent photo that include a human being in it.

It's like the man is taking pictures of the wall behind me or the furniture.

Well  husband is spending the night at my mother-in-law's and I got the itch to see if I could take a better pic all by myself.

This was taken with the digital camera, timer, and a halogen work light from the garage.

Oh, and my Furbaby was lying by my feet chewing on a toy at the same time.

Oh, and please ignore the lovely stack of books on my nightstand.

I just finished the new Charlaine Harris novel and it sucked!

( I waited a whole year for that, that goodness True Blood has a new season in June)

I just wanted a belly pic showing how I felt.

Despite my anxiety, acid reflux, heartburn, carpal tunnel, and swollen feet, I Feel Sexy!!

Please excuse this 40 year old for wanting to look sexy in a belly pic. lol!

You know what's great about it, you don't have to suck in your belly when you take pregnancy photos!

We suck in the gut for so long that we almost don't know when to let go.

It was a fun distraction.

I had been feeling a bit anxious and down today.

Tomorrow, my mother is having another stint replaced in her liver.

The liver cancer creates a mucus that clogs the liver so to keep her comfortable it's important to keep replacing the stints.

The time between stint replacement was drastically reduced this time.

Some times we are lucky, and the stint will last almost 6 months. sometimes only 2.

I have to remember that this procedure buys us more time to be with our mother.

At the beginning of this pregnancy, I worried that my mother would not be here to see her grandchildren.

I now know that she will be there.

It's hard to try and mentally prepare yourself for what might happen or when.

The procedure is done with a scope down the throat and is fairly quick but it is a torturous wait.

I'm almost paralyzed with fear the whole time, while my older sister spends the time searching menus on the web because she's only focused on what she's going to eat once we leave the hospital.

Eat, I could almost vomit from the anxiety.

Eating is her way to deal with Everything.

Happy, eat

Sad, eat

mad, eat

bored, eat

grocery shopping, eat

took a walk, eat

You would think she was having twins too.

I'm rambling again.

Please keep my mom in your prayers.

Goodnight