First things first.
Here we have a 33 week-ish pregnant belly, which looks a lot like it did at 32 weeks. I definitely feel like I'm getting bigger, but I don't feel like I look it. I didn't realize until a week after it happened that I am now officially 8 months pregnant, which ended up being one of those moments where I'm suddenly transported back to the second I first found out I was going to have a baby (and kind of wanted to slap the doctor for not being as dumbfounded as I was) and thinking "how did this happen?!"
But it did, and I am, and there's nothing I can do about it. Except make this face.
Actually that's not my "I can't believe I'm 8 months pregnant" face; it's my "I want pad thai so bad I could cry" face.
I didn't even know my face could look like that until I took the picture.
And now, sadly, I must end this enlightening post because a) I really might start crying if I don't eat something, and b) I have actual work to do today. No darling, do not protest. Just go.