A few weeks ago I was sure that I have a really healthy body image and that being super lumpy and squishy, especially while pregnant, doesn't bother me. And I guess it didn't. UNTIL TODAY.
Holy cow, you guys. I can't even bring myself to show you the worst of the pictures. I just can't. What you are about to see is the very best one of the whole bunch, yes, even considering the squinty eyes.
|either 33.5 or 35.5 weeks of baby under that stretchy legging waistband|
dress: New York and co via Twice (it really is cute when I'm not pregnant, I promise.)
earrings: cheapy costume fun from Kohls.com
necklace: made by yours truly
watch: super special gift of fanciness from hubby the Christmas before Paul was born
bracelet: Avon maybe? Seriously. I buy weird things.
sandals: in store at Meijer, this season. Tres comfy. Wore these on Easter, but my photo was sans feet, so you'll have to use your imagination
I was trying to go for sort of a monochrome look. Blue on blue on blue on...black? You just can't win when you're 8 months prego is I think the motto of this story.
Also, do you like how my belly is overshadowing my feet up there? I just couldn't lean any further forward and still see through the viewfinder thingy. Could. Not.
Linking up with the lovely ladies at Fine Linen & Purple on this Divine Mercy Sunday. Saints Papas Johns, pray for me to stop being such a whiny whinerson!