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We went to Swiss Days up in Midway on Saturday-- it was madness! There were people everywhere and my belly was bumped into at least a million and one times (that's how you know you're getting big: you cannot avoid colliding with various people and things throughout the day). Plus it was extremely hot (what's with the ninety-degree weather in September? I'm not a fan. Let's boycott so that Fall comes faster?). As I waddled between the various booths, stopping mostly at the little shops that sold anything baby-related, random strangers kept coming up and placing their hands right on my belly whilst saying things like, "Look how cute you are!" or inquiring "How far along are you?" I'm not going to lie, it catches me off-guard every single time because somehow I still forget that, to the universe, I'm very visibly pregnant. So every time a random somebody comes up to talk to me about my baby bump I feel as if they've seen straight into my soul or something-- but clearly they can just see the mass of fluid and child hanging from my mid-section. 

I don't know if I'll ever get used to strangers handling my belly without permission. It makes me laugh every single time because I'm the most awkward person and the only way I handle situations that surprise me is by giggling uncontrollably. #awkward But, in all reality, it doesn't bother me all that much anymore. I think it's because I automatically assume that all the pregnancy-related attention isn't really directed towards me at all, but rather the little being inhabiting my womb. And I'm okay with people swooning over little baby Gunther instead of me. 

This week pregnancy has brought all sorts of "wonderful" surprises into my life (i.e. leaky boobs, achy back, extreme exhaustion, etc.). Every time something new occurs Taylor and I laugh about it together. Pregnancy really is so hilarious. And hard. But awesome. And so cool. It's a whole lot of everything all piled into one nine-month experience. These days I'm feeling pretty dang blessed to be able to experience it all (even though I'm miserable... come faster, baby!!). 

xx

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  1. Lol I once saw a shirt that said something like, "don't touch" for pregnant women ahhaha

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    1. I probably need that shirt, tbh. It's funny, because I'm not super into the idea of being manhandled by strangers on a regular basis... but Taylor really enjoys watching me react to such circumstances.

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  2. I always hear how random strangers come up to pregnant ladies and touch their bellies! I have never been pregnant so I haven't had to experience this first hand yet... but I have always wondered how I would react! People are funny.

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    1. It's such a real thing! I heard about it all the time before actually experiencing it myself. It's pretty weird-- but mostly because I'm not the kind of person who would walk up to a stranger and touch their belly. But it's pretty funny when it happens!

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