Mara is convinced that my belly button (now an ‘outie’) is in actuality her baby sister’s nose. “What’s this?” she asked me one afternoon.
“It’s my belly button,” I told her. “It’s sticking out because my little girl keeps getting bigger and bigger.”
Mara countered, “Mayyyybe, it’s her nose!” Then she was suddenly convinced, declaring confidently, “It’s her nose!”
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Mara will randomly call out, “Heeeere comes another contraction!”
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When friends come over, she will inform them: “Mommy’s p’gesterone shots are all gone now!”
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Apparently, she overheard me talking about my due date buddy’s water breaking on the way to the hospital. But clearly she didn’t understand what we were talking about. At prayer time before bed tonight, Mara requested, “Let’s pray about Donna’s glass that broke.”
“Donna’s glass?” I asked.
“Yes! Her glass of water. That broke!”