Thar she blows

Thirty-four weeks into the pregnancy, and we have spotted the great white whale.

Audience discretion is advised; some of you more sensitive types may be shocked or offended. Yes, edema has set in, adding, I swear, at least five pounds to my legs, ankles, and feet, which are now like a hobbit's without all the hair. You can even see the sock cuff imprint on my puffy ankles.

The side view is especially remarkable when you compare it to earlier pregnancy photos, in which the one on the left shows me at three months pregnant and the one on the right represents six months. I'll have to check with Webhamster to find out what happened to some of the other interim pics.

The head-on view is a little cuter. Some of you may notice that Cletus is presenting in a similar shape to the Hostile "Furtive Explorations" alien.

I'd like to think I'm a brave soul for posting this going-on-eight-months pregnancy photo.