Jon is a little forgetful and whenever he is looking for a “lost” item he walks over to me, lifts up my shirt and echoes into my belly button, “Hello…. Hello… have… have … you.. you… seen … seen … my… my… keys.. keys?” it has lost its humor over the years though!
Well, I thought that maybe, just maybe this pregnancy would allow for the unknown to be revealed… the bottom of my belly button! But alas, I am sad to say that the day I have waited for all my life will not happen. Yes, I have finally seen the little tiny dot at the very center of the bottom… my button looks like the tied off end of a balloon… but to see my belly button stretch and flatten out, heck even poke out, well, it just isn’t going to happen folks. Next time you are imbibing you can pour one out for me and my homie, Mr. Button!
I’ll save you from any pictures… you can just use your imagination on this one!