Must Be Showing

I’ve come to the conclusion this week that I must *obviously* be pregnant. There’s no more guessing. No more, “did Melissa eat too many cookies over Christmas?” My belly must look like it’s a whole lotta pregnant and it seems to have happened over night.

The reason beyond my theory? Everyone is talking to me about it. Not just the close friends at work who know, but *everyone*, even total strangers. I’ll be at the store and someone will ask, “When’s your baby due?” Or I will be changing at the gym and someone will ask me, “Are you having a boy or a girl.”

It’s completely crazy. I didn’t think people asked total strangers if they were pregnant because there’s that fear of offending someone who *isn’t* pregnant. Obviously, people are either very certain I am pregnant or they don’t give a damn if they offend me.

Either way, it’s really wild to have so many people asking me about my ever-expanding belly. I’ve never been the type of person who needs or wants a lot of attention, and luckily for me, I’ve never received a lot of attention. It’s all so new and different for me, but I do love talking about Baby Cayden any chance I get.