For some reason I felt inspired to toss off a few lines of rant and rave, a la Ogden Nash.
Why do people approaching doorways at the same time as me feel compelled to give me such a wide berth?
Do they automatically assume that just because I am pregnant, I must necessarily have a substantial girth?
It’s so much nicer when people tell me I am not showing at all.
Such compliments are calculated to bring a pleased flush to cheeks that were not glowing at all.
It’s said that trials and tribulations and such experiences can expand our borders, metaphorically;
But that that principle is turning out to be a bit too literal in my case I can state, categorically.
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