Thursday, August 30, 2007

Imagine the horror

Who needs horror movies when you have the imagination of a child?

Natalie caught me putting lotion on my expanding waistline yesterday. Understandably, she could not take her eyes off of that area.

"It's not a pretty sight, is it?" I asked her, grinning.

"Why are you putting the lotion on?"

I explained that the baby was growing and stretching my stomach, making the skin itch.

"He's STRETCHING your skin?"

"Well, he is growing so my skin has to stretch to give him room."

I should have stopped there but did not think before adding, "It looks pretty tight already, huh?"

Her eyes widened and she looked up at me, quite concerned. "What if it stretches too much and he rips his way right out of there?"

3 comments:

jocelynka said...

I wondered that about myself too sometimes. I kept thinking about K's belly (at least she can't see the outlines of hands and feet!) Enjoy! :)

Tracy said...

It kind of feels that way sometimes, doesn't it?

Your random questions are up at my blog. Thanks for playing.

chosha said...

Hahaha, priceless! :) Lady at church married to a Samoan guy had me wondering if she might pop. I felt especially sorry for her when she became overdue - she really could have used an early birth. In other horror stories, I had a friend who was 4ft10 married a guy who was 6ft6. Her pelvis broke with all three pregnancies. Scary.