Tighter Pants

Originally written at 8 weeks along....

So my pants have been getting tighter and tighter as the weeks progress. I come home from work and show Scotty’s my “dunlops” and all he can say is “looks like you need to start exercising.” (So all of you that are thinking, wow, he is so insensitive, stop. He didn’t mean it to be mean, okay. Don’t comment me on what he said, kay? I’m just sharing a story) I really don’t think Scotty has learned quite yet that I can cry very easily at comments like this. I proceed to tell him, "I lost 3 pounds ya jerk. My stomach is gonna get bigger whether I sit here all day eating twinkies, or if I exercise every day of my life. It’s called a growing baby." Needless to say, he shut up for a minute. He had to qualify his reponse by saying that the exercise would just make me healthier and be able to handle labor better. I told him epidurals make someone handle their labor better. I continued on to eat my twinkies. Yes, plural. And I liked it.