Yesterday a complete stranger cautiously (and very sweetly) asked me if I was having a baby. Which, I choose to believe, means that my belly has somewhat ceased it's seemingly neverending side-to-side expansion and is finally starting to grow outward. Or, maybe it was just the empire waist, looks-like-a-maternity-dress-on-anyone, cotton dress that I was wearing. Either way, here's to crossing over to the pregnant side of the "is she just getting chubby or is she pregnant?" line.
On the opposite end of the pregnancy milestone spectrum - actually, this is more a pregnancy confession- I didn't even make it to 9AM today before I had to apologize to a coworker for being short with him. Sorry about that, Andy. Although I swore I wouldn't, I'm totally blaming the hormones :).
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I can't wait to see your cute little baby bump!! love ya
if it was andy spilburg, he probably deserved it. no worries.
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