My belly is a-growin'. And I'm not very agile with it. Twice yesterday I bumped into things that I wouldn't normally bump into. For one who's never had a belly, this is a whole new adventure.
I should have known the day would come, though. I've recently noticed that Baby Girl gets more active when I'm standing at the stove cooking, and I don't think it's because she's super excited that Mommy is cooking and she can't wait to get a taste of it (though that should definitely be why). I think it's because I still stand very close to the stove and she gets warm. The belly's got to be a good 3 to 4 inches closer to the heat than I am. How many emergency rooms have had to treat pregnant women for belly burns, I wonder. Reminds me of that scene in Mrs. Doubtfire when she/he set her boobs on fire. (Sadly, that's entirely possible now, too!)
There'll be no more "squeezing" by obstacles anymore. You can't even suck this thing in! And I don't know that my boss is going to be too keen on the half moon I plan on cutting out of my desk so I can sit closer.
2 comments:
Alright!!!
It's my experience that engineers give you a pretty wide berth with that belly.
Post us a picture, chica!
I like big and round!!! It's fun. I'm sure I'd be a mess. I bump into stuff enough as it is...
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