Da Belly-- 22 Weeks

I'm at the old apartment, using the internet that is still connected and wasting time (er, I mean, fulfilling your belly-viewing needs) until the Chase costumer service opens at 7am. Because I think my wallet is irretrievably lost now. That's what the nice guys at the train station said.

I cannot even express how fantastic it is that my cousin Shanna lent me all of her comfortable and fashionable maternity clothes. I've never owned so many shirts with hoods in my life. I'm particularly fond of this little purple number.

And look at this belly! Yum yum, if I do say so myself.