Poor Little Roo, we keep forgetting to tell people. I'll run into someone downtown who I've not seen for a while and they'll exclaim over the rather prominent belly. I'll sheepishly admit that we are quite close to the arrival of number 2 and it's not just my love of beers on a summer day that deforms me so. (Not to be mistaken with Bears on a Summer Day - they're less lovable methinks).
This Little Roo makes me feel very pregnant. And very awkward. And very hot, which is weird for me.
This is the first Bump shot we've had.And may very well be the last. We're due sometime early September.