Seconds aren't all the same.....

I am 19 weeks, this week. It's funny how when I was pregnant for the first time, every time I took a pic of myself, I always picked the one where my belly looked the biggest.

Now, that I am pregnant for the second time, I can honestly say that I do not share the same sentiment.

No matter how many photos I take, I just feel huge in every one of them. I have even gone as far as to compare a pic of me at however many weeks this pregnancy to one of me, from my first pregnancy, at the same amount of weeks.

And NO, they did not equal the same.

For the most part I am fine with it, but on the extra bloated days, I might have a minor pity party for myself. Even if only for a brief moment.

Here I am at 19ish weeks in all my glory.

and this one is my favorite, but I look huge!!! I know it is how I am standing with my fantastic posture and all................

 I have my 20 week appointment next week. I am excited about that. I cannot believe I am already half way there. It's always so hard to mourn the passing when you are so excited for the finish line. Yet, my heart does break knowing that so much of this has already passed. Last pregnancy, last labor, last baby. Even with all the smiles and happiness, there is still such a raw ache when I think about that.

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