Good Thing I’ve Got Thick Skin!

Last night I was holding my girls on my lap when they began to play a little rough.  I reminded them that there was a baby in my belly and they needed to be gentle. 

My 4 yr old then said, “Mom, I don’t think you really have a baby in your belly.  I think it is just food.”

I assured her there really is a baby in there and reminded her that she’s seen the baby’s picture and heard the heart beat. 

“Yea,”  she said, “But I think your wrong, I think you’re going to go to the hospital and that is not what is going to come out.”

So basically, my daughter thinks I am fat and she told me so to my face.

Motherhood:  Not for the weak of spirit