Monday, July 16, 2007
A morning thought
Apparently I'm at the belly touching stage. You know the one I mean - the stage where complete strangers feel compelled to rub their hands all over your stomach like you're a lifesized, sweaty Buddha. I totally understand the impulse - I get the same desire around anyone with a buzz cut - but stomachs are different. Intimate. Granted, even in flatter times my stomach was always a bit of a touchy (bwa!) subject, but the way I see it, unless you're a close personal friend or family member, HANDS OFF. Maybe when I get bigger and the baby's closer to the surface it'll feel less invasive. Anybody else bothered by this?