How time flies - it's been more than a month since I last updated. I'm halfway through my 28th week now, fast approaching the 29th week. I've put on about 17 damned kilos so far and I hate how round I look right now. I look and feel outright disgusting, to put it simply. It's hard to explain to the husband because he insists I'm fine when I know I'm not. There are billions of pregnant women out there and most of them are not even half my size. Quitting smoking as soon as I knew I was pregnant caused this, I'm pretty sure, and I have no idea how I'm gonna lose this weight after the baby is born. As a result, I am hesitant to go out and meet people these days, apart from the friends whom I know won't judge me. Yet there are like a million gatherings to attend and I don't know how to tell the husband that I don't wish to go for any of them. I managed to skip all of the weddings so far, but then there are birthday celebrations, house warmings,