Of a certain kind of "pregnancy pictures". Please do not let me offend you, but I just can't {myself} pose for certain things. It just is well not really natural. I really do not mind clothed pregnancy pictures... those great... the naked ones... welp just don't tell me you have done them... or do not expect me to think they are great. I won't. I can't get past the awkwardness of it all. It just is.
SO when I came across this ladies blog {sited at end of post} I about died. I laughed out loud, cringed and vomited in my mouth, well almost. But I had good reason to want to.
I also want to mention, before the unfolding takes place that some pictures near the end {ahem the end} are not viewing pleasure for children, well for anyone really. No, no "parts" are shown... but it is nasty all the same. People are just plain weirdoes. WHERE ARE THE NORMAL PEOPLE??!!
I also want to say that I was about to enlarge these pictures, but for the mere fact that they are enough as they are... that is why they will be kept the size they came.
Let the "Walmart" of pregnancy pictures begin...

Watermelon and Gun, that is about how every woman feels late in pregnancy. As big as a watermelon and wanting to shoot anyone and everyone for how uncomfortable she is.

Just plain strange, would you put this up in thier house? It is strange. And kind of scary.

I would guess midwestern home grown... what that offends you?...
let's say central midwest... or I don't know... you guess?

What the crap?
A trash bag? IS she waiting for her water to break?

He needs sleeves first of all... and is he in a plie position?
But really... not as bad as this... {just warning they will get worse and worse... just FYI}

Not cute. In any way.

Do these two not look like they are 17? Graduation pictures they sent out?
Just assuming.

Really Spencer and I were thinking about embarking on this one for Christmas to send to all of our loved ones... but knowing how well this one above turned out... we could have never done better... so we left the groping Christmas picture to the two above.

Does he look like her dad? Or could be her dad? And a tire? I really really don't want to know the symbolism in the tire.
Just so you know, it would be very difficult, no no to be honest I just don't think we could be friends if you have a picture of yourself like the above one. It just is not right.
All pictures found here:
http://pregnantchicken.squarespace.com/
{Just WARNING you, there are others...
and well... they may not ever leave your memory.}