Farwell Feet

We have entered the 3rd trimester with our baby boy (well, I have, and James still is supportive of my excessive grumbling). I knew the day would be coming when I wouldn't be able to see my feet anymore, but it is surprising when they actually disappear. One day you look down and all you see is belly going out, out, out. Oh, I see them pop out occasionally, but it's a sure sign I'm getting much bigger.

Here is a photo of me pregnant with Anna, beginning my 3rd trimester:










And here is one of me at the same point in the pregnancy with baby boy (much bigger):









Onwards to October 2nd; by which time he will hopefully have made his appearance.