Starting to show

I am finally starting to show! Ugh! I am finally starting to show.

I have mixed feelings about the whole thing. Part of me is glad because I am tired of people's looks when I tell them I am expecting twins and then they glance to my stomach and then back to me. As if to say, "are you sure?"  Or the never ending telling me to remember that I am "eating for three now" as if I had forgotten that fact and was planning on starving my babies.

I realize that they are just trying to make conversation, and hormones make me feel things that may not always be true. Shocker, I know.

While we are on the subject, pregnancy is such a weird time in a woman's life. Its like all normal social conventions are thrown out the window and its a free for all when it comes to advice, questions about personal things and even personal space. I know I have heard pregnant women lament over this my whole life, but it still didn't prepare me for it to actually happen. And it does.

In a lot of ways, starting to show takes me back to adolescence, when you first get boobs. Everyone around you clearly knows what is going on and it makes you feel vulnerable, unsure and awkward of your new body. I feel like I should be gathering around with other pregnant women to watch a creepy film strip of "Your Changing Body- Pregnancy"

Anyways, here is a pic of my new and changing body.