My morning face of fear. I have lots of fears. Like, what am I going to do with my life in 6 weeks? And how could my tummy get any more humongous?? And that I am going to be faced with jail time when I murder the next person that asks me if I am giving birth in the next 5 minutes.
No really, that is my gut. Holy crap.
3 comments:
Holy Moley girl, you are all belly! Love it!
Is that your bed? It is so huge, it looks delish to sleep in! Next time someone asks you if you're pregnant/overdue/about to explode with baby, just look surprised and explain that you have a rare form of stomach cancer and that what they mistook for a baby is actually your tumor.
Then laugh at their face! Maybe they'll shut their mouths next time. :)
If worse comes to worse you can always go get a massage and tell them to put you in labor. My sister is a massage therapist and has succeeded everytime at putting women in labor.
P.S. Did you know that Kari is engaged? I keep forgetting to tell you. She's waiting on some certain person (we know who the jerk is), so she can get married in the SLC temple, so I don't think there's a date yet.
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