To those who take pictures, I salute you.
I do not take pictures. Maybe if I have a baby and a nice camera and a good night's sleep simultaneously, I will take one someday. But for now, I rely on the kindness and cameras of others.
Behold, 21 weeks:
Don't believe a second of that cheesy grin. Homegirl is a faker.
Now, at 23 weeks, I have doubled in size. By the end of this, I will require a crane to get off the couch.
Many thanks to Kate and Neil, whose combined resources made this picture happen. If you want future updates, you will have to come take them yourself or wait until I see Kate again, hopefully in January.
Also, you people need to start telling me when I need a haircut. I can't see these things until I see a photo, and, as I may have mentioned, this doesn't happen often.