I was NOT a very “tiny” pregnant woman…I’m talking rest the plate on your belly to eat (standing up) kind of big. People had a lot of fun with it, except for my husband who thought it was ridiculous, and I rather enjoyed that time myself. It was truly a ton of fun having the attention and service of everyone who crossed your path. People would literally go out of their way to help me while I was growing my kids INSIDE my body; And I guess you could say that was where the dillusion of “The Village” of parents began for me.
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