Last night Jake and I went to a Cinco de Mayo party and I had my first “Can I touch your belly?” question. I was pretty uncomfortable. I tried to brush it off by saying that there’s not much baby belly there and most of it is pre-existing fat, which is mostly true. She then asked me if I would lift up my shirt to show her my belly and I flat out said, “I’m sorry, I’m not comfortable doing that.” If it was just her I probably would have done it, but the house was full of people! Because I was so fluffy to begin with, I don’t have a ‘D’ shaped belly. I have a ‘B’ shaped belly. It’s not a cute, taut, perfectly round bump and I don’t want to go around showing it to random people.