Just think about all the conversation pregnancy causes
This entry was posted on 1/17/2007 2:47 PM and is filed under pregnancy.
As I paid for the fish and chips lunch for three using twenty-three one dollar bills....
K: I'm one of those pregnant strippers.
Cashier: Yeah, I heard about that club. It's hot.
When I came around the corner at the winery to get my cheese and crackers as my husband sampled ELEVEN local wines...
Cashier: OH MY GOD!!! When are you due?
K: February 19.
Cashier: OH MY GOD!!!
K: You're saying that because I look so small that you thought that I couldn't possibly be due for another 3 months, right?
Cashier: OH MY GOD, NO WAY!!!! I wasn't thinking that.
Upon hearing my order at Starbucks....
Barista: You know, caffeine isn't good for the baby. What do you say I make you a half decaf/half caf?
K: So I guess you'd probably say that I should scale back on the cocaine too?
As my son pointed to my ever growing ample bosom...
E: Mommy's Boo.
K: That's right, don't touch it please. Actually soon it will be Nathan's boo.
E: Nae-Nae's Boo. (then looking at Derek and point to my breast) Daddy's Boo?
D: Not for a very long time now, buddy. And I'm not allowed to touch it either.
