monday may I... oh, screw it.

Yeah. You can see that went out the window pretty quickly. It died not because there weren't enough grammar issues out there, or mispronunciation issues (ESpresso, people! Not EXpresso! Aaaagh!) but mostly because I am an amateur at writing about it, and I would now much rather just redirect you to people who devote some real time and energy to it, like Grammar Girl. Real grammar gurus would probably find at least a handful of mistakes I missed or didn't care about in just the few sentences I wrote above, anyway.

I like the idea of a weekly Thing, though. And now that I'm actually starting to show a little, maybe we can make Mondays all about the belly. Monday May I Rub Your Belly? Monday May I Have Sympathy Weight Gain? Monday May I Kick You In the Ribs When You're Trying to Sleep? Or maybe just Belly Mondays.

To kick off Belly Mondays, here's a couple of belly shots for you at 21 weeks. If you tell me I look pale or tired (which I really do, I know, but still...) I will beat you with said belly and let my son get in a few jabs or two (he's a regular Chuck Norris these days). Here they are: