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Belly Xo

What happens at this stage? People start talking to your belly.

It has become increasing obvious to everybody, even strangers that I am expecting. And there are many unabashed and awkward stares at my belly.

I find the protruding belly unusual (not ugly) too, and am amazed by how I need to negotiate belly space when standing against doors or other objects.

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Do you remember Xo? The one who became a part of fukdum post?

Well, she is on the family way too - she conceived after her first IVFw/ICSI cycle and is expecting her first in end-Jan 2011. Good for her.



^WiseGuy^
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  1. Kristin2 December 2010 at 20:55

    Your belly pic looks gorgeous. Have people started to try and touch your belly yet? It always amazed me when random people would try that.

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  2. kmina3 December 2010 at 03:27

    Wonderful, growing belly... Take loads of pictures, you will be so happy to look at them later and see again how magic turned palpable.

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  3. Quiet Dreams3 December 2010 at 05:04

    It must be so strange to navigate movement with such a different and new shape.

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  4. one-hit_wonder3 December 2010 at 08:44

    have people started rubbing your belly? i disliked that but was at a loss for what to say to stop the pats!

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  5. K4 December 2010 at 00:37

    I thought I would hate the random belly rubbings, but I just see it as people who want to send Babel a little love. That makes it all okay to me. Touch away. :)

    I find that I talk to the belly a ton, narrating his movements and announcing his wake and sleep times. I kind of love that part of it.

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  6. Sunny4 December 2010 at 05:52

    Catching up... your belly is GORGEOUS. Seriously, a sight of beauty to behold!

    And yes, I bumped my belly on countless tables, doorways, etc. My boys seem to be alright. So far. ;)

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  7. MrsSpock5 December 2010 at 10:16

    Bumpalicious!

    I'm happy for Xo- and you of course!

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