A Quick Anecdote from Saturday Night

Chris and I are the old people of our friends, they go out way more than we do, even when we weren't pregnant. Happily, when I went to pick him up from his Diaper Crawl the other night, we both experienced our first post-marriage pickups. I was coming back from the bathroom (surprise!) and a guy looked at me, opened his mouth like he was going to hit on me, looked down, saw the belly, his jaw dropped, he looked back at my face, made a "haha my bad motion," and turned away. It took everything I had to not laugh until I was out of sight. Then, not five minutes later, Chris was standing with his friend. This girl was kind of hitting on both of them, and started in on Chris in earnest. She made some obvious advance toward him, he held up his hand, wiggled his ring and pointed to my big round belly. Yeah, we may be old, and chubbier than nine months ago, but we are still hot! Wewt! (Lets not even DISCUSS the looks a pregnant lady, drinking a sprite, waiting to drive her adorably drunk husband home, gets in a bar!)