I may not have been sick...

So today I was going to be such a good blog co-author by taking a picture of my newly showing pregnancy belly for the world to see. I hadn't known what I was going to write about, but I figured it would come. I was feeling fat today, but I figured "so be it" since I was supposed to be proving how big I was getting anyway.

I showered and picked out my outfit (which I thought would be cute but tight enough to show my belly), did my makeup to match the outfit, and did my hair. I was gonna look good for this picture, no matter what! Excitedly, I took the camera out to buddy, asked him to take my picture, and proceeded to pose in the best best pregnancy shot I knew how. The first thing buddy says to me is "I think that shirt is too ruffly to show off your belly." A good point, actually. But I had taken so long to get ready, and I was frustrated that I didn't have any other good shirts to wear.

I put on a white shirt that buddy approved of, but I realized when buddy was about to snap the photo that I had a scowl on my face. Instead I said, "this isn't going to work, because now I'm mad" and then stormed off to the bedroom, where I proceeded to cry. In the other room, I could hear buddy faintly ask, "so no more pictures?"

And, that, my friends, is how my pregnancy is going. I may not be sick, but I think maybe buddy would prefer that to angry crying attacks. And yes, no pictures. At least not today. :)