Yellow Mom is visiting me this weekend.
"Wow, you look so big!" she remarked when she saw my expectant belly.
"Yes," I replied.
"Grandma says that because you are beautiful, your daughter will be beautiful."
"Oh, that's sweet," I said.
She then looked at my face. "Why do you have so many zits?"
There it was, the familiar Yellow Mom gem.
I've heard the old wives' tale that, during pregnancy, a daughter steals her mother's beauty. And if that's the case, this Baby Yellow Gal is doing a hell of a job. I've been breaking out like an adolescent throughout my entire pregnancy. So much for that "pregnancy glow" that every other pregnant woman seems to rave about.
"I started breaking out since I got pregnant," I said. "You didn't break out when you were pregnant?"
"No," she said, her face still crinkled in horror.
"Oh, okay," I said. Really, how else do you respond to that? So much for that facial earlier this week.
My zits notwithstanding, Baby Yellow Gal seems to be thriving within. A month to go!
Saturday, June 23, 2012
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