I was feeling sufficiently sorry for myself today after all the pain and angst that after I dragged myself out of bed for lunch with a possible DesiLit-London person, I stopped in this trendy maternity store near the Hampstead tube station and indulged myself buying this t-shirt. The largest size barely fits me, because apparently women in London/Paris are tiny, but hopefully, only the baby bump is going to get bigger in the next four months. And it is awful cute.
I actually liked the ultrasound t-shirt even better, but it doesn't even come in my size (5, equivalent of an American 12-14 or so). But if you know a thin pregnant gal, it'd be a great gift, I think; looks like they're restocking in February.