...Do you guys read Dooce? She's a wise woman. And I'm so happy she's pregnant the same time as me. Because when I read this today, I did all but rise from my office chair and scream, "Amen! Hallelujah!" while running up the hall.
For fear of my coworkers having me permanently detained, I refrained.
Here's what she said: "...no need to give me a warning that begins with the detestable phrase, 'Just wait...' I can guarantee that every time you use that phrase in conversation with a pregnant woman you are earning cosmic points that when added up one day will result in a piano falling on your head."
I know people are just trying to be helpful. And I know this is my first pregnancy. But I'm aware of what will happen to my boobs, my behind, and everything in between. (And I know what you're saying right now, "Just wait...")