Monday, October 12, 2009

NSFW

Every day I'm flabbergasted at the way my body looks. I mean, it seems like I'd be used to it, since I grew gradually over the course of nine months, but this end result is really something otherworldly.
Because I'm a huge cheapskate, I only have 4 real maternity shirts and a couple pairs of horrid preggo pants. The rest of my clothes are just regular clothes that have stretched with me. Until a few weeks ago, I could get away with it. Now, even my longest, stretchiest shirts and tanks leave me with a very unflattering strip of stretch-marked, pale underbelly peeking out.

Since I feel pretty good, I sometimes forget that I'm actually huge and very awkward looking. I was at H.E.B. the other day, and I kept noticing people's eyes lingering on me for a moment more than I'm used to... Then I remembered that they're probably either horrified or have pity for me, depending on whether or not they've ever been pregnant before.

Even Aaron is weirded out by my girth. He used to like my belly, and touch it, talk to it, etc. Now that it's got strange purple lines and is bigger than the biggest pumpkin for sale outside the grocery store, he avoids it at all costs. He jumps when the belly accidently brushes his arm. Luckily, he's quick to compliment the rest of my body - in his own words, "It looks like you're just a normal girl trying to shoplift a beach ball."

1 comment:

Angie said...

Natalie..I love your sense of humor! You have me almost rolling on the floor laughing sometimes..especially with the comment about Italian Creme cake!