On my way home from work the other night I stopped at the grocery store to pick up a package of green split peas for the soup I planned to make the following day. While at the store I remembered that ice cream was on sale for $1.88 ($1.88!!). When ice cream is that cheap you have to buy some. So, there I was, standing at the checkout counter with my ice cream and peas, pregnant belly protruding from my too-small winter coat when it occurred to me what this must look like. I am a walking pregnancy stereotype. 8:00 pm on a Wednesday night and I just have to run out for some peas and ice cream? I thought about saying something like, "I love the crunchy texture of the peas sprinkled on my cookies and cream," but decided against it. The look I was getting from the teenage boy cashier was enough to let me know he thought I was crazy. He just might be on to something.
Anyway, for those of you too far away to watch me grow, here's a pick of my 6 1/2 month bump.
|I feel so much bigger than this. Pictures don't do justice.|