Forever (and ever) pregnant

So, there I was at the playground just minding my own business when a nice old lady stopped by and asked my girl’s names…

_ Agatha and Aurora – I said.

_Madison and Aurora! Such beautiful names! – She replied.

I was like  “eh… my English is offended.” but that wasn’t really offensive. Maybe she was just a little def. So I repeated:

_AGATHA…

_Oh, sorry! Allison!

_Yes. (I gave up)

_Are they twins?

_Yes! *smiles*

_Oh, and NOW ARE YOU EXPECTING ONLY ONE?

_Pardon? *cries a little in the inside*

_You are pregnant again with twins or just one baby?

_*stares at the infinite as she watches a video of her life pass by and thinks about how she got to this point* … Well, I’m actually not pregnant.

_Oh my God, I’m so sorry!

So am I, lady. SO-AM-I.

The reason why people pretty much assume I’m pregnant instead of just plain fat is because I’m deformed from the pregnancy. It’s a beautiful thing, really. It’s a reminder of the time the girls were inside me – says my husband in his perfect body -. I’ll just look pregnant forever, won’t I?

So, obviously no dinner for me today. I should probably go over there and thank the lady.

Since I didn’t have dinner, I started thinking about, well, food, obviously. I needed to plan the meals for this week so we didn’t have to go to the wallmart in the middle of the week ’cause we don’t have a car and blah blah blah… BUT I forgot a little detail: hate cooking! The only thing I hate MORE than cooking is thinking about what to cook! So, I did something fun instead and I wanted to share it with you guys!

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TA-DA! It’s all yellow-ish and it’s got a little bit of red ’cause these colors are suppose to make you hungry and the color combination is kind of stolen but whatever…

NOW I can hang this on my fridge and just write down my plans for the week and whatever groceries I’ll need for next week.

See? I don’t even remember I still look like I’m pregnant anymore! Nope. Not even thinking about it.

Oh, and this was my favorite moment of the day:

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And, of course, the kiss:

  
One day, there were inside me. That’s as magical as it gets… =)

Take care, guys!

3 thoughts on “Forever (and ever) pregnant

  1. OMG. That old woman is old enough to know you NEVER ask a woman if she’s pregnant, even when it’s obvious she’s bursting at the seams with a baby inside. I am so sorry you had to go through that. I’ve had that happen to me before, too.

    I’m right there with you – I HATE cooking, and I especially hate trying to figure out what to make.

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