You guys. You know how addicted I am to Instagram. I mean, I have, like 1700 pictures there, from what? A year and a half or some ridiculously short period of time like that?

That’s why it is killing me inside that I cannot find more than a handful of pregnancy pictures of myself. Because you know that if I had had IG, I would’ve had pictures galore.

Reason enough for baby #5?

JUST KIDDING.

But really, I had some super cute maternity clothes and now they’re gone, and undocumented. *sniffle*

So, this is what I could find. (None of which are from my first two pregnancies. I can picture of couple of those, but have no idea where they’re saved, other than in photo albums.)

Here’s a picture from our wedding reception in the spring of 2009. T and I had gotten married in November of 2008 in Las Vegas, so we never had a honeymoon and there wasn’t time for a reception. By the time we could have one, well….I was knocked up for the third time. And a few months later, EB was born.

Photo by April Thoughts Photography

I only have a few pictures of my pregnancy with Erv, which BAFFLES me because I was blogging back then. But, it was in 2010-2011, and back then, only my family members read my blog and I rarely posted pictures (especially of myself). CAN YOU EVEN IMAGINE?! That’s all this blog IS anymore!

Anyway.

This was in October of 2010, when I was less than five months pregnant. But we were getting family pictures taken, and I was so happy that I was showing so Erv could be in the pictures, too. I had literally just popped.

Photo by Megan Hein Photography

This was before I went to a jewelry party and I actually felt pretty good, so I asked T to take a picture.

And last but not least, the morning of my c-section in March 2011.

At least I have children that almost sort of look like me, since I have very little proof that I actually carried them.

Sigh.