So about five weeks ago, I was reading stories with Brooklyn when she suddenly interrupted and said, "Mommy, I think you have a baby in your belly." Rather taken aback, I responded, "Maybe I just ate too much food," to which Brooklyn retorted, "But Mom, your belly's huge!
Well, judging by the pictures I had taken yesterday, Brooklyn was right. Our family is quite excited to welcome a new addition this September.
Even more, I am rather thrilled that Brooklyn's prayer was granted when she prayed yesterday that there would only be one baby in Mommy's belly. (With both of my previous pregnancies I felt great during the first trimester, but this time around has been tougher, making me a bit nervous that I was in for a double dose of fun.)
While her prayer may have been answered, I think Brooklyn's probably still in for a bit of disappointment. She explained that she only wanted one baby so that my belly wouldn't get too huge. If past experience serves as any predictor, she's likely to think there's a whole army in there before this ordeal is over... I may have to hire a crane to hoist me up to the third floor, lift me out of our tub, and get me out of our 6 inch bed in the morning. :)