- You look like you're going to pop!
- Any day now!
- Can I touch you? (said while hands are on en route to my midsection...and really, just if it's a guy. I'm okay with the ladies.)
- Pregnancy suits you. Everytime I see you, it makes me happy!
- You look good pregnant (etc.).
- My! You've retained your figure!
We get a baby soon! (What does it mean to "have" a baby? To come into possession of an infant?)
Still ruminating on women...women "in ministry," "in leadership," and in the home. That may or may not correlate with infant-possessing.
I am thankful for my marriage, for my husband, and want to continue pressing into One who's Larger, Good(er), Stronger.
Our spare bedroom is a disaster and I think it contributes to the "everythingishorribleican'tdothisthebabybetterstayinthere" moments.
And I'm learning how to drive a manual transmission. My apologies to the residents of Soldonta.
