Wednesday, May 18, 2011

The Belly

So, my belly has finally grown to the point where I need bella bands to hold up my unbuttoned pants. But the real test for me was the fact that Jeff finally looked at me and said "well, look at that! You're showing."

This probably doesn't seem all that miraculous, unless you had occupied my shoes for the past five weeks. I noticed my belly was growing quite a while ago, and would stand in front of the mirror, sideways, pointing at it, asking Jeff what he thought.

Here is what a typical conversation went like:

Heather: Look! My belly is definitely sticking out.

Jeff: Huh. Well, I don't know. I think that's just how your belly always looks.

Heather: No way. Seriously. Look at this. It's totally sticking out. It's MUCH bigger.

Jeff: You're crazy. That's how you always look.

Heather: NO, you are INCORRECT. [Looks in mirror, wonders if this is true]

Jeff: No, I'm not.

Heather: So....you're saying my NORMAL belly looks like a PREGNANT belly?

Jeff: Well....no....you're just not....showing. I mean, maybe you are. Yeah, maybe a little. [totally does not mean this, obviously, but is trying to placate me]

So it was a real win for me when Jeff finally noticed the belly without any prompting from me. I still stand by my observations that I could totally see a change quite a while ago, but at least I no longer have to argue the point.

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

One More Try

So....Jeff was looking at this blog earlier today, and asked me why I ever stopped writing. I'm not sure, but it seems like there's nothing wrong with picking it back up, even with the...what...five year hiatus from the last post? But hey, we're back, and maybe we'll even keep it up. Who knows?

Earlier tonight we hung prayer flags in the back yard. Prayer flags are a Tibetan tradition, meant to send out messages of health and happiness (among other things) into the universe. We hung them to celebrate the pending arrival of Taylor 2.0. I also happen to think that they are a lovely addition to the back yard. I find comfort in the thought of prayers fluttering in the wind around my house.