I have a friend who has a little boy in the first grade who is just a riot. He is always on, and can have you cracking up in seconds without even really trying (and he knows it). The only way to describe him is as a firecracker (complete with the bright red hair).
I’m still swollen from my last surgery. It’s been six weeks, but they were so invasive this time (even getting into my intestines) that my Dr. told me I could expect this for at least a few more weeks. I’ve never been “thin”, but I do have the quintessential hourglass figure, and my tummy has always been pretty flat (more or less). Now, my swelly-belly and I do look like we’re sporting a bit of a baby bump. The funny thing is, I don’t even care. Sometimes I catch myself starring at my little bump dreamily when I get out of the shower and thinking “this is how it will look when…” I know, I’m completely and totally warped!
So anyway, I saw my friend’s son during the Christmas festivities. We were playing a rousing game of Sorry! with his sister and cousin (somehow I always find myself playing with the kids, even when there are plenty of grown-ups for me to socialize with), when out of nowhere he says “You’re going to have a BABY”… I thought to myself “do you know something I don’t know?” but said instead “Oh yeah? What makes you think that?” And he says “Because look at your belly!! HAHAHAHAHA!” The whole time miming a larger belly in front of his own stomach. His laugh was infectious. He knew he had just called me out, and thought it was the funniest thing that had happened all night. I couldn’t help but laugh myself.
I so want a wicked little boy to call my own!
ADSPACE
