Friday, January 9, 2009

Pop! Goes the belly...


No one seemed to know she was pregnant - at least not by immediate appearances, but Fiona knew. And didn't like it one bit. How dare someone take her spot as queen of Castle Sowa? But then it happened - subtle at first, and over the holidays, a belly just "popped!" 16 weeks & counting.

When can you really tell Reagan is pregnant?
At the gym, when the belly hangs out in the now-too-tight workout clothes.
When Reagan is trying to zip up her favorite pair of jeans.
A side glance at the profile - not so flat a surface anymore.
Any social occasion when a glass of wine is turned down.

Fiona knew from the moment of conception, however, and has been trying to sabotage the whole thing since. Her nightly rituals include sitting on Reagan's belly and needing the heck out of her uterus. She won't even look Reagan in the eye anymore - that's how disgusted she is.

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