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27 weeks: Photos Attached

I finally got my pictures uploaded. Now, let's talk about something before you look at them. First of all, this is not how my hair looked all day. I pulled it up so it wouldn't show in the pictures since my head is usually cut off. And I have not been drinking although that grin sure could suggest otherwise.

I love the face in this next one. And when I mentioned it to my talented photographer (aka: Aaron), he said, "did you not want your head in this one?" Ummm.... does it look like I wanted my head in this shot? How often do you see me make this ugly of a face with that wild of hair for a picture I want to show?
But yet, here I am. Posting these for the whole internet world to see. And best part is that I'm embarrassed about my hair and stupid expression, not the fact that my belly is huge and exposed and my tank top is begging for forgiveness. So enjoy! My husband has succeeded in making me look even more ridiculous... :)

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  1. You don't look ridiculous! The cute belly makes up for the hair!

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  2. I think you're hair look cute - messy chique? =)

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  3. Stop! You are so cute no matter what!! Look at that growing belly!!! Adorable!!!! :) xox

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