Discomfort

I wish she would just give up and buy maternity clothes already. I am afraid I'll get a permanent button shaped dent on my forehead, much like Harry Potter's thunderbolt- except for him it was a sign that he was magical and powerful- for me it's a sign my mother is a skin flint. OMG. Maybe we're poor????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????



Update. We're not poor. She just got me baby tweed pants from Italy. I FEEL SO MUCH BETTER.