Go on, you guys can pat my belly I don't mind people I know doing it - just not random strangers at baggage carosels - or anywhere else really.
Anyway despite the randomness and oddness of it all I was surprisingly less outraged than Mr S+L was when I told him. 'Get your f*&^ing hands off' he said to her retrospectively and via the international mobile phone call. Thanks sweetie, back to your cave I said.
On to other things...I did some nesting the days before we bought the house. Strangely enough I unpacked 2 of the remaining 6 packed boxes from our move 2+ years ago. Look what treasures I found:
Some of my Dad's books from when he was a kid
And my library bag from primary school - it still has my name clearly written in the hem - so hands off if you're thinking about stealing it from the bag room at little lunch
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For the life of me, I can't figure out why people think that's OK!!
Congratulations on the house, too. So exciting!!
I hated that too - since when did pregnant women become public property?! but I really do like your library bag - name or not, so you better keep it close!
Hey, my library bag had a black and white hand painted cat too!! Hands off to baby bellie touchers I say.
Oh that is sweet bag! I remember mine had also a kitty, but it has a "hello" on front!
I will see you around!
Marjorie Ann
I could never understand the touching thing either - I found it very freaky, but I'm not a cheek kisser either. I love the look of old books, they always look so enticing.
Oh no! I hated all those belly touchers, too, when I was pregnant. What's really creepy is not so much the patters, but the rubbers...as if the rubbing will bring them luck! Congratulations on the new abode...love the red door.
You're looking great! but eeek on the stranger touching your belly experience- I didn't have that happen to me (thankfully). Even work colleagues and friends always seemed to ask first, which was very polite of them all I thought.
Fab baby belly - you look great !!
I never minded people touching mine, as long as - a) they were my friends, and not strangers, and b) not men ( I don't know why ).
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