Last night I was feeling particularly pregnant; the ob-gyn had just informed me that no, I was not dilated but yes, the baby is still very low. I was on the couch dressed in my pajamas, which consist of a pair of HUGE sweatpants and a super tight t-shirt that was once very baggy on me. I had my feet propped up on the ottoman, I was leaning back against the couch and I had a glass of water propped on my baby mountain. I'll actually miss the baby bump for that reason; it's a nice shelf. Anyway, my sweet and loving hubs walks in the living room and surveys his wife; then he said,
"Boy, this must be what it's like to be married to Norm from Cheers."
He's a funny guy.