The part of a sentence "belly rounded" is grammatically correct and can be used in written English.
It is a descriptive phrase used to describe the shape of someone's abdomen or stomach. Example: The pregnant woman's belly had become noticeably rounded, a clear sign that she was nearing the end of her pregnancy.
"You're bringing in the revenue but you're forgetting about the people who live here year round," she said, with her belly, rounded with a pregnancy in its ninth month, heaving with emotion.
As my belly rounded into a bump, the anxious thoughts I'd had all my life about what I need to do and when were replaced with a sense of peace and purpose.
Sometimes when he greeted voters, as in La Macanilla, he hiked up his orange shirt to show his bare belly, round and smooth as a brass Buddha's.
I'd had morning sickness, cravings, my belly was rounded – I never expected to be told that our baby had died four weeks earlier.
The air should travel all the way to your diaphragm, causing your belly to round out as it fills.
A deeply sensual work – with her gently rounded belly and her curled toes, there is something so straightforwardly sexy about Penelophon – Burne-Jones's friends bought it for the Tate after the artist's death in 1898.
The smiling, asexual plastic dolls with unruly synthetic hair and rounded bellies captured the imagination of the 1960s.
The home photo front enables women to demonstrate a large amount of creativity in the way they showcase their bodies: Women with a 'Hello My Name Is' badge taped across her navel, women lying in fields or beneath trees with their rounded bellies exposed and pregnant women swimming or submerged in soapy baths.
Pale and blond, with bangs and a rather grudging smile, Carré swells and grows more beautiful, her face filling out, her belly getting rounder, her movements slowing down.
Mattel also made a Barbie of the plus-size fashion model Ashley Graham, which, following Graham's instructions, featured belly fat, round arms, and touching thighs.
"Everybody who hears my name, I have to repeat it twice, always," said the soft-spoken Mr. Soda, 45, sipping on white wine at the Mercer Hotel in SoHo that evening, his belly slightly round under a white Thomas Pink dress shirt.
