Another interesting, um, *development* has been my boobs. Specifically my, um, *headlights* - I sometimes feel like I could be one of those jungle women on a National Geographic documentary with the size of those things, aside from the fact that I'm way too pale to survive in the jungle and I don't have large discs hanging from my ear lobes. Gina told me that a lactation consultant once told her that the "headlights* get larger with each baby ... so yay.
I've been feeling the baby sporadically, mostly in the morning when I'm laying in bed ON MY BACK. That's the easiest way for me to feel it, so if I don't notice movement for a while I will get on the floor and prod around until I feel it poke back. I feel a little more paranoid this time around and I'm not sure why. Although I've been secretly putting 2 scoops of regular coffee in with 2 scoops of my decaf for the past few weeks. Shhhh ... don't tell Joe.
Just for a little comparison with the above picture, here's a picture of me when I was just under 6 weeks. It will be a while before I see that belly again.