When I was pregnant with Tornado E, I was caught off guard with the baby bump. After months of waiting and not seeing it, I didn’t notice it until I looked at pictures I had just taken the weekend before and saw my gut popping out over my jeans and under my once-cute shirt. It seemed that only a little while before did my belly button popping out looked cute. Now it looked like a beer belly. I went shopping that day.
With Tornado S, I was a little busy with Tornado E, my own personal tornado, to pay attention to how I looked. Every day I showered quickly, dressed quickly, threw my hair in a pony tail quickly after getting Tornado E dressed. I had forgotten that after the first child, the subsequent pregnancies pop earlier and earlier. One busy morning, I finished packing for the trip Tornado E and I were taking to my parents’ house. I took a quick shower and got dressed in a cute outfit because I had an OB/GYN appointment before we flew out. I turned for an inspection in the mirror when I screamed in horror. My gut had popped. At that moment, the door bell rang, and when I demanded that my ride, my hip fashion-forward friend, tell me why she didn’t notice this problem last week, she was as surprised to see the gut as I was. I ran upstairs to quickly change, knowing I wouldn’t have time to repack the clothes and would have to buy more in Arizona or use my dad’s closet.
This pregnancy I was determined not to be caught off guard. I watched. I waited. I had been warned that you pop with the third pregnancy the moment you found out. Imagine my surprise when I still had not popped at the end of the third trimester. But then last week I was taking a shower, and I noticed there was more of me to scrub. I popped. I popped up, not low. It looks like a donut gut versus a beer belly. Just enough that I wish I made those shirts that said, “No, I’m not fat. I’m pregnant.” Since fashion has changed to long shirts to cover post-baby-bellies, I have a few weeks before I have to pull out the maternity shirts. But at least I’ll be watching.