identity crisis

For some reason, the fact that my belly button is trying to out itself is the thing I am least able to deal with. My belly button has been a 32 year constant in my life. Mon dieu.

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(Yes it says “9am” on my hand. That is how I know what time tomorrow’s meeting starts. Skin is my BlackBerry. Deal.)

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8 responses to “identity crisis

  1. mira

    so damn cute. this made my thursday infinitely more worthwhile.

  2. treeennner

    i hear ya! im freaked out by my belly button too ….

  3. Rebecca

    cutie patootie.

    P.S. I haven’t written notes on my hand in years. That is awesome.

  4. The one thing I really didn’t want to have happen when I was pg was to have my ‘inny’ become an ‘outy’. Fortunately, it didn’t. It would have freaked me out!

  5. Virg

    On the plus side my dear there are no icky stretchy marks that appear visible…so relish in that victory, your tummy looks perfect. …My bb never popped for either pregnancy…but my belly is now scarred for life…even though they are the good kinds of marks!

  6. Marlene

    Are those non-maternity jeans you’re wearing?!!!

  7. yael

    Good eye. It’s an issue that I am presently too lazy to deal with so I just enjoy squeezing my belly over them.

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