this time around....besides the fact that I AM bigger earlier.
Anyway.
With Henry, my boobs and my belly were in an epic battle until about 25 weeks when the belly won. This time my boobs stayed home, apparently. They want nothing to do with this fight and haven't changed one bit. It's sad, really.
I think mine may be throwing down the gauntlet and waiting until my belly responds-they're definitely winning the overall battle so far but that's to be expected at this point. They do lose some ground in the afternoons after the postlunch bloat kicks in, and were straight up losing big time after last week's holiday lunch from Olive Garden at work. Mmmm, breadsticks.