Can You Please Stop Rubbing My Intestines?

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I must not be scowling enough. That’s the only explanation I can come up with for why so many people are already rubbing my belly.
At barely 16 weeks pregnant, the bump in my middle is already basketball-ish thanks to blown ab muscles (properly called diastasis recti) and some extra chub. Welcome to my 12th pregnancy and also being pregnant over 40. The odds just aren’t in my favor for looking adorable; I’m already just looking really knocked up

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I’m the 40-something-ish wife of my beloved Computer Guy.

I’m the adoring and incredibly proud mom of nine children…two saints…seven in training.

I’m my brothers’ sister and my parents’ daughter.

I’m a devout Catholic, an avid political junkie, able debater, aspiring home-maker, amazing friend, and I make the meanest Chicken Fried Steak you’ll ever have the pleasure of eating.

I’m a homeschooling guru, a writing addict, a sometimes public-speaker, and an advocate for staying true to the person God created you to be.

I can’t live in a house with white walls, sing Billy Joel songs while I wash the dishes, will read anything you put in my hands, and am completely obsessed with rhinestones and cute shoes.

I am just like moms the whole world over, and then some.

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