Tracking Terry - Week 34

Oh wow; my sheer hugeness is starting to get just plain ridiculous now.

At eight months in, my belly is now actually touching the floor. A flat dolly (i.e. a giant skateboard-like thingy ) was put under my belly so that I could just push it around. Thus making it easier for me to move about the house (BTW, you can't see it because my dress is covering it up). Also, other parts of my body are still growin' too. My butt looks to be big enough to have its own zip-code now, and my rack makes Pamela Anderson look like some kind of flat-chested, twig-girl. X(

So on the whole, all of this bigness is kinda making me feel a little bit embarrassed about myself, as well as a little bit...well...unattractive. Don't get me wrong; it's not like I'm in a "OH GOD, I LOOK HIDEOUS!" kind of mood. And Michael still tells me I look beautiful, even though I could probably crush him purely by accident. X3

Still though, it's kinda hard to feel good about yourself when you have to depend on your hubby for virtually everything. Michael even has to help me with things like getting dressed and bathing, and because of that fact, I sometimes feel like I'm being a burden to him. And yet, somehow, someway, he always seems to know just the right thing to say to make me feel better. And I guess that's why I love him. He always gives me his love and support, even if I don't deserve it. So thanks honey, *sniff* I love you so much.

...oh, sorry, I didn't mean to get all mushy like that.

Well, I better get going now before I make you guys cry. So see you all next time, okay?

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