Tummy

The other day, while showering, I was trying to wash my feet and found it to be much more difficult than usual. Once I discovered the culprit--my growing tummy is making it hard to bend over and reach or see anything below my knees--I had a gush of sweet thoughts about my little round orb, which at the time seemed to be one and the same as the baby it contained. In a moment of silliness, no doubt driven by my crazed pregnancy hormones, I gave my belly a loving hug and told it what a pain it was being. I think this is the first time I have ever snuggled myself so affectionately and also spoken to a body part. Don’t worry; I won’t be doing this in public or anything.