A low-quality picture

Well, Becky, my s-i-l's sister, asked me to post my belly pic on here.  It is not very good quality.  I cannot get it to format.  Basically, frustration.  BUT, here it is in all its glory. 

Ridiculous that I look like this at 5 weeks and 2 days (I'm 5 weeks and 4 days as of today).  I have an appointment on Tuesday and I'm going to convince them to do a sonogram to confirm that there is only 1 little bambino in there.  If you don't know my family history (and haven't read the post below), my dad is an identical twin.  There are many generations of twins in his family line.  They say that twins skip generations.  This has not been the rule in his family.  They have been rampant all throughout every generation in our immediate family and throughout his cousin's and aunts and uncles families.   His aunt had twins.  The next year on the twins' birthday, she had another set of twins.  The next year on that same birthday she had...well, a single birth, but still.......

I just figure that, as unenthused as Mark was having 1 baby, twins might push him over the edge.  Not really, but it would certainly be more stressful and more work and more money involved and more....and more...and more...

I cannot even IMAGINE what I would look like if I had twins.  Seriously.  At about 4-5 months with my last 2 pregnancies, people thought that I was full-term WITH twins.  I'm not joking.  I just get huge.  My dad and his twin brother were each over 8 lbs.  SERIOUSLY?!?  I just cannot fathom. 

I'm trying not to think about it.  Can you tell that it is not working?  I just need to get through Tuesday so that I have confirmation and assurance that there is only 1 little somebody growing in there.  Otherwise, I might lose my mind.  :)

Ok.  I'm going to end this with a few comparison pictures of my last pregnancies and you'll understand my mental anguish.

The first picture is me at TWELVE weeks with Cassie.  The second is me at NINE weeks with Conrey.  The third is again, me at FIVE weeks with baby #3.