Today a stranger asked me when I was expecting. I've been waiting for this to happen so I could finally feel good and pregnant, not just fat and ugly! I said to her, "You're the first stranger to ask me!" And she said (I'm not making this up, people!), "Well, I have a two year old, so I can tell. You're thin everywhere else and you've got 'the belly!' " I wanted to jump over the counter and KISS that lady! OH, she just made my day. That experience made me think way back to the beginning of the school year, when I had to
lecture some students on pregnancy question etiquette. I actually said to them, "Don't ever ask a woman if she's pregnant, because she might just be FAT!" I've come a long way from that day to this one, both in size, shape and attitude! This whole prengancy has been one wild and amazing ride, I'm almost (
almost) sad that I'm approaching the end. Then again, I can't wait to see this beautiful baby girl!
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I remember when a man asked me if I was pregnant with JOhn Patrick when I was not far along. He said, "good, because I've been wrong before." I was thinking, "you should stop while you're ahead."
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