sorry family-

I've been rolling something over in my mind for the past few days, something M laughed at me when I told him about and it might be something you giggle at too, but its getting under my skin - so, really, think about it and I'm sure you'd feel much of the same.

So here it is: I am now into my second trimester (remember the pictures I post are always a week behind) and I would say that I am starting to show (better yet, that my child has gone though its fist growth spirt in the last week), I have a bump. This is different altogether and needs getting used to (I've already morned some summer clothes that I wont be wearing this year). But what I am getting at here is that, if not already, then quite soon I will be expressing something openly to any one on the street that I generally dont care to converse about with some of my closest friends-

I have had sex

and, Lord willing, I'll do it again. 

Now how many of you wear that for all to see and know? 

Is not a pregnant belly just that? - A sign letting the word know you are no longer a virgin. 

Ok, so I take pride in the fact that I surround myself with highly intelligent, competent people who I'm sure have figured out by now, that after being married for almost 3 years that chances are I've "given it up" 

haha

ok, but I go back to my pervious point, that everyone will know this (intimate) detail about me from just a sideways glance. There are plenty of things people might not know about me from just appearance, some being more significant than others- and the fact that I have a sex life would be the latter. 

And I know that this is not going to be the first thought in a person's mind when they see a prego-iffic chick wattle down the street or at Target oggleing the baby shoes for the trazillionth time, but how would you feel if you had to wear a t-shit stating a personal fact about yourself? 

Ever wet the bed? Cry at Life Time made for TV movies? Have one too many toes?

Now, you imagine having to wear that statement on your shirt everyday, as my declaration to the world slowly but surly stretches my favorite ones out.