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The Final Countdown (or ‘Eddie has Issues’)

The Final Countdown (or ‘Eddie has Issues’)

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So, I’m two weeks away from being Full Term.
Yikes.

At this point I couldn’t imagine myself getting any bigger, but Baby Carrot still has some growing to do before they enter the world. One of my most favorite hobbies is watching my belly bounce and wriggle, which is both very amusing, and quite horrifying.

This post really isn’t about me though. It’s about my Husband and how:

I think Eddie is having a Hard Time with The Pregnancy
(Well, to be fair, I pretty much just mean the last month or so of The Pregnancy)

He seems to have started suffering from, what I can only assume is,
Body Dismorphic Disorder By Proxy.

(It’s totally a real thing!)

The further along I am, the more he grieves at the loss of Medium Size Chantelle

Don’t get me wrong, he knows I’m not getting fat.
He knows that I’ve actually only gained an appropriate, normal amount of weight.
He knows that I’ve made the effort to stay healthy & active.
It’s not about that, really.

It really comes down to me being a Kiwi Bird.

Sometime in the last 8 months Eddie came across this picture;

That image has stick with him, to the point of distraction.
He can’t not think about it when he sees my belly.

If it weren’t for the fact that he can feel and see* the baby moving around in me, he’d probably be convinced that I’m growing an Egg.

*I can understand how this fact of the process is terrifying for most people.
As a Pregnant Lady, I am lucky enough to be dosed with the exact right kind of hormones for me to think that a writhing-under-my-skin bump/lump is Adooorable, but for most it’s pretty disgusting, I get that.


This is a photo that I took this morning.</p>

I think I just look like a typical pregnant lady.

Messy Hair, striped shirt, weird butt-out posture.

But then it dawned on me…

Eddie is right, I am a Kiwi Bird!

I really don’t want to give birth to an Egg!

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