I bought myself something for the first time in a very long time. It was a cute, girly dress which is the complete opposite of what I would normally wear. Today, I decided to go get some groceries since my husband was off and could keep my belly fruit home with him. I was excited to leave the house without having someone attached to my leg and even more excited to get our groceries without hearing, "mom, can I have....." This was the perfect time to wear the new addition to my wardrobe!! I squeezed into my spanks, fixed my hair, put on my makeup, and finally threw on my adorable new dress. I got done grocery shopping in record time. Half because I didn't have to chase my minions through the store and the other half because most of the things on my list weren't in stock. I called to order takeout to pick up on the way home since I was out anyways. When I walked in, I was greeted and told that it would be a bit of a wait. My fat ass stood there and waited for the longest time before the woman came back out and told me I could wait in my car for them to bring it out. She said, "I didn't realize you were pregnant. You don't need to stand in here and wait." 😐 As I was leaving, completely speechless, she said, "you're glowing by the way." First of all, that's not a pregnancy glow. That's from the cheetos I was stuffing in my face on the way to pick up my order. Second, I'm not pregnant, not at all. This wonderful new dress that I was so excited to wear accentuates my post-baby pouch. I'm never buying anything for myself again.
Oh my gosh you don’t look pregnant at all. You look beautiful! Your glow was probably just excitement for getting to finally do something without the sperm winners running around everywhere.
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