I love comparing the size of a growing fetus to fruit. At 11 weeks, my baby apparantly is the size of a fig. I'm glad the picture includes a comparison to a quarter because I hate to admit, I've never eaten a fig or held a fig. It is amazing to me that this little person is that small, but my waistline looks much larger. Since this is my 5th ride on the pregnancy rollercoaster, I think my stomach got puffy at conception. Later this week, I'll be having the first of a series of maternity shots taken by a coworker. She is also a photographer and wants to do a pregnancy series. Here's a link to see an example of what we'll be doing, starting now on through post-partum. I don't think I can do naked...I've agreed to a strategically placed fabric or short loose cotton shorts to cover my lady bits. But, here you go, the first in the bump shots, starting at 11 weeks. Already the little bugger is taking up my lower abdomen quite nicely...but I can still wear my jeans, who cares if I need a rubberband to hold the button together!
Here's more information about those maternity pics and here . I really wish I had had maternity pictures taken with my first two kids...you can't go back once they're born and have them done. It really is a special time you will want to remember. And this is a fabulous way to commemorate that time.