This past Sunday was the 4th Sunday in a row that someone at church has told me they didn't know I was pregnant. Not sure what rock they've been living under but I guess the word didn't spread like it does with everything else.
And yes, I am counting. Trying to see how many Sundays I can go!
Also last week, I got the whole 'Bless your heart' or 'Wow, you still have the hot part of summer to go' at least once a day for 6 days in a row.
I really think I should start keeping tabs on how many times I get asked if we've picked a name yet. That count is already too high for me to keep up with.
Oh the joys! It's all funny. Really.