There was also some very happy belly-patting fun to be had.
The next weekend another grandma and a little auntie (sorry sissa, you're always my little sis!) came to visit, we had some exciting chocolate while at a pub/restaurant...
and really really loved this lilac bush that was grafted onto a tree while we toured a nearby hobby town. Him said "Oh, your Mom is so tiny!" in response to this picture. I have to agree with him, can you see why the nickname "elf mommy" stuck so well for so long to her?
Then Him and I celebrated the fun weekend with a cool down at our apartment pool. After our fun swim Him had me brave the camera to prove how big my belly is...although it still doesn't look quite huge, it's a bit more rounded out since he dropped and is no longer hiding underneath my rib cage so much.
It's quite a relief to not feel as though my rib cage is being wedged open anymore. Also, my belly button finally popped--fulfilling all my dreams for a full pregnant experience, heh. I was able to tell my sister from personal experience that, "No, contrary to what I thought, it really doesn't hurt when you're belly button is inside out."
