I wore a dress to church today. I knew it was a mistake… I look even more enormous in a dress. With a skirt and shirt combo there isn’t as much billowing fabric, and right now… extra fabric is not my friend. But, it was the only clean thing that fit me. Still, I knew… I knew it was a bad idea.
So, I walked into Relief Society (our women’s meeting) to play the piano. And I heard gasps. I wish I was making this up. I exaggerate a lot on this blog. A LOT. I am saying this in complete seriousness that the room collectively found my belly so frightening that they all inhaled at the same time. And I heard murmurs of “Oh my gosh.” and “When is she due?”. MumblemumbleHUGEmumblemumble.
I quickly tried to hide behind the piano, and accidentally landed my belly right on the keys while trying to sit down. Smooth.
I feel super pretty right now, yo. Also, I am never going to church pregnant again.