I put on this cute little brown dress to take a “baby-number-two-in-utero-at-33-weeks” photo…
…but in reality, I’m rockin’ cargo shorts, a Skynyrd tee, and a “Juno” pony tail.
And since I’m feeling rather truthsome right now…
- No, I didn’t make the brown dress.
- No, I’m not fanatic about Lynyrd Skynyrd. I just got the t-shirt on clearance because it fit over my giant pregnant belly.
- Yes, I am sooo sick of people saying, “Oh, you must be due any day!” and then gasping when I tell them I’m not due until August 1st. Then they usually ask me if it’s “just one baby.” Why do you suppose the general public thinks it’s okay to make comments on the size and shape of a pregnant woman? Don’t they know that 1) they don’t have a clue, 2) pregnant women are wildly self-conscious, and 3) calling anyone “fat” to her face is downright rude? They all deserve a good smacking.
- Yes, I am going to go make cookies and eat them all.