Bump?

During what has become my daily routine of "hmm, will this fit today or will it not?", I do a general full-length mirror check. I tell myself I'm checking to make sure I haven't missed a button or left a sticker on the back of my pants (yeah, done THAT before...twice).  Really, though, we all know deep down what I'm doing. I'm checking for a bump.  "Do I have one yet? Can you tell in this outfit? What about from this angle? This one?"

Now, I've never been a small girl.  My stomach has always been a little, shall we say, less-than-flat.  I've got some chubbiness there that I'm not exactly fond of, but, hey, it's there. In other words, I'm no beanpole. I'm more like a full grown tree trunk--lumpy and bumpy in places.

Regardless,  I've been longing for the day when the "chub" turns into "baby". I am past the four month mark now and moving into month five. My real-waist pants are definitely not working for me anymore, but I just seem to be getting thicker, not rounder.  (Nope, not just gaining weight either--only up two pounds!)

BUT...

This morning....I think I might have seen something. A little "shape" protruding from my belly.

No, wait, I definitely saw something.

I think.

I'll let you decide. :)