Really, you should feel bad for me, because all of a sudden none of my pants fit! The belly band could only get me so far because I need shirts long enough to hide it. (Cue violin music...). So, this is what they refer to by the term "popped." In response, I hit the stores searching for cute clothes with expandable waists.
I made sure to get Albie a couple of things too (new boxers) in hopes that it would overshadow the new bag that I didn't exactly need. Then, I layed everything out, ready to give Albie a true fashion show, complete with a pillow to simulate my future belly. And the best part, he didn't make me return anything!
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