Last night we asked our sweet old retired neighbor A over to take our picture for our holiday cards. I put on the one dress that makes me look really pregnant and K put on something pretty, and we stood in front of our Christmas tree. It looks really nice.
When A came over, he asked how I was feeling and patted me on the belly. I've heard that old men like to do this - they want to touch pregnant bellies and they don't ask permission. I don't mind too much from A because he's a sweet old man, but come on, personal boundaries! I guess I'll have to get used to it - I'm just going to get bigger and more men will want to touch my belly.