I went to the doctor last week for my 12 week appointment and heard the heartbeat with the doppler. It took quite a long time to find it, which made me panic a bit, but all is well.
I had Brent take this picture at 8.5 weeks for a baseline belly shot so we can tell later what's just regular old tummy fat and what's actually baby:
Pardon my appearance.
Here I am at 12.5 weeks, and I do see a difference...but very slight. The bottom line is that I haven't popped yet. My pants all still button which is probably more of a direct result of the eight pounds I lost in the 1st tri from not wanting to eat and never having to cook supper for anyone (unless it was a Tuesday with Rachel - the one night of the week when I always get a good supper!). My shirts seem to be getting shorter, but I think I still have a couple more weeks before I look pregnant and not like I just ate too much pizza.
And here I am last night on the eve of 13 weeks, when I really just felt a lot bigger. Maybe it's the angle, maybe it's the shirt...who knows. One thing's for sure, when I really look pregnant, we'll all know.