So far, anyway, I am the opposite of someone who gets annoyed when people touch my stomach.
Although the truth is, I haven't yet had a total stranger do so. That might bug. Because it always annoyed me when I had super short hair and people I didn't know very well would just reach over and touch the back, just to see.
But currently I'm all, "You want to touch it? It's odd! Here - feel it."
Because seriously, if you've never felt one - and I hadn't, so it is what I've been doing a lot of - it's like a hard, round ball.
It kind of fascinates me.
I've known people who have gotten breast implants, and they've gone around showing them to everyone - their mail carrier, their stylist - everyone. And I am verging on this behavior. Although I don't (yet) accost people out of the blue. But when they mention it. . .
"Lis! Look at your baby tummy!"
"I know! Want to touch it?"
Also, the accompanying drawing by my friend Dagny was designed in response to this post. But I feel like it works here. I like that I'm wielding a big javelin. It makes me look more command-y and dangerous, don't you think?
I mean, if you can overlook the shiny blue dress.