This is Lori.
Lori is an artist, and guess who painted this lovely design on her belly...She did! Pretty amazing, huh? At a recent baby shower I went to, Lori also painted our friend Rachel's belly to celebrate Hadassah's coming. Hadassah (Hebrew for "Esther") means "myrtle tree," so these are the blossoms of a myrtle tree.
Lori is hoping to start a small business painting ladies' pregnant bellies. But she needs a portfolio, so she called me up! I told her a little about Mike and I and she came up with this design. It's a combination of Mike and my favorite flowers, lilies of the valley and lilacs, respectively, along with a book, since we're both so bookish.
Beautiful, no? I like how it has a storybook feel. She was even able to hide two of my appendectomy scars. Mike and I also used the opportunity to gaze lovingly at one another in the back yard.
And when exactly did I become the kind of person who posts pictures of her husband kissing her nude belly on the internet? It must have happened sometime between January and now. I blame the hormones.
When I told my parents I was getting my belly painted, my dad let out a nervous laugh and my mom groaned. Apparently they thought I meant I was getting a nude maternity portrait of me painted, which I could then hang in my entryway for all to see when they came over to watch football. So, in comparison, mom, putting a photo of my belly on the internet isn't all that bad, right?
On another pregnancy note, here is me and my friend Stephanie two weeks ago.
Stephanie is due 4 days after me, so it's been fun to go through everything at the same time as her. We have already arranged a marriage between our girl and their boy because they're both smart engineers, and we want in on that action. But guess what...she just delivered! We went to the hospital to see them and their little boy today. She had the nicest labor I've ever heard of: 12 hours in labor. She slept for 3 of the 12 hours. She pushed for 10 minutes. Nice.
It was pretty darn neato (and quite surreal) to see a little baby that is just about the same size as what is wiggling around in my belly right now. I will admit, on Mike's behalf, that he even got a little choked up. While my biggest fear is labor in general, Mike's biggest fear is now that he will become a blubbering idiot in the delivery room. Which would be pretty cute, really.