1. What the inside of my belly button looks like. I can see now why I blocked that memory out.

2. Which parts of me I haven't seen in quite some time because of my belly. Trust me, it ain't just my feet.

3. The hip pain that wakes you up after you've slept on one side for, oh, a whole hour. Of course, by then I've gotta pee again, so that makes getting out of bed and walking exponentially more difficult.

4. The unquenchable thirst that starts around 28-29 weeks. I can drink a 16.9-fluid-ounce bottle of water in under 15 seconds flat -- and by then I'm halfway between my desk and the water fountain where I just filled up, which creates the "do I really want to walk the whole way back to the water fountain again if I'm this close to my desk" dilemma.

5. The frustration of trying to get the baby to kick when someone else lays a hand on my belly. I think my husband has felt little Mr. Noah move exactly twice so far, while I have felt him move roughly 8,675,432 times -- mostly when I'm either a) trying to sleep, or b) in a business meeting where people will think it's odd to see an elbow or knee shape suddenly poke out of my midsection.