In hopes that Baby Peanut gets as big as she can before she's born I find that my belly is growing...but is little Peanut? From behind, the bed rest doesn't look like it's attacked my butt, but the scale says differently. Is it wrong that I finally feel like I can dance around to songs like "Baby Got Back" and "Fat Bottomed Girls" without seeming horribly ridiculous? I've never really had a "Back" as my good friend ODB claims, but now, I have a rump to shake around the house. But it's more apparent that I'm prego when I turn around and BAM THERE'S BABY! 
