- The days of covering the bump with my husband’s winter coat are slipping away…real fast.
- I curse at the pregnant Pilates instructor when she smiles at the camera, with her belly bigger than mine, and sweetly shouts, “Four more! And three and two and…” $$#@!!!
- I shamelessly outmaneuver old ladies to get a seat on a rush hour metro
- Wait, did I just waddle?
- I announced I’m pregnant to someone at work who immediately gave me the “no shit Sherlock” expression.
- I used this line with my all-male soccer mates: “Sorry dudes, can’t play pick up anymore...don’t want to harm the fetus!”
- No pants Mondays! (and Tuesdays and Wednesdays, etc.)
- At a recent bachelorette party, I was annoyed when my 9 months pregnant friend was still out at midnight, therefore trumping my “I need to go home early” pregnancy card.
- When the President of my organization asked if people minded going a little long on a meeting, I replied with a similar tone of authority: “I need food. Now.”
- Karate chops by my fetus interrupted my conversation with a Syrian feminist dissident
Monday, November 18, 2013
Top Ten Signs that I’m 6 and a half months Pregnant
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