I was big. Very, very big.

So this afternoon I was talking to Brad about how huge I felt right before Emma was born. He said, "no, you weren't THAT big." I said "yes I was!" He said, "no you weren't." Then, just now my sister-in-law sent me this picture of my mother-in-law and myself. It was taken on Father's Day just after lunch at Carrabba's Italian Restaurant. 6/21/09. I went into labor that night. Brad, here's proof. I. WAS. BIG. VERY, VERRRRRY BIG. This picture took me by complete surprise for some reason. No wonder my back hurt! I had my little 9 lb. butterball in there! All I can say is....DAMN!