But I would like to say:
POINT YOUR TOES. A.L.W.A.Y.S!!!!
YOU ARE NOT DANCING TO THE FLOOR!!!!!! L.O.O.K. U.P!!!!!!
Although none of you are auditioning. So my critique goes nowhere beyond here. Which is fine with me.
Did you know I used to dance? Quite well! Oh, my flabby big butt, those were the days :)))
But I'm actually happier with my body now than I was then: go figure. Have babies, appreciate your body MORE! Look what it can DO!
Tho I'm a grouch this time around, when it comes to my size. I'm huge already. I know it. Other people comment on it. I've started lying and telling people I'm due at Christmas so that I don't have to watch their eyes pop out of their heads and listen to the comments. WHAT GIRL likes to hear about how BIG SHE IS? I want to cry. The "Are you sure you're not having twins?" comments have started already. Curl me up in a hole and cry.
I'm more comfy in my body than ever before, when I'm not pregnant. When I am, society tells me overandoverandoverandover that I'm the WRONG SIZE. On the socially unacceptable end of wrong size. What's with people? Strangers or distant acquaintances, I can lie to about my due date. But what's with people I know? Jeepers. How To Make A Girl Feel Terrible In Ten Seconds. A new movie idea.
But. Dance. Yay!