It is the strangest thing to be reclining on the couch and suddenly see a section of skin on your belly poke out. Like, poking a deflated balloon with the blunt end of a pencil. And then it happens again, but this time it's a succession of pokes. You cannot help but sit there mesmerized at the life inside you. That within itself is a little "Twilight Zone"-ish. I know I'm strange. But this all happened when I was home by myself (of course no one was around to witness this...!!) and I tend to over think things. Too much. And then emotions/hormones (call them what you will) get in the way.
AW. The miraculous moments in life.
Now it's off to find "fat" t-shirts...
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