(30 weeks pregnant with Joseph)
My “turkey timer.”
The Third Nipple.
It has been called many things.
It is humorous,
it is sore (because it IS a hernia),
and it is my signature pregnancy feature.
A few days ago, I was getting out of the shower Joseph walked into the room.
He stopped, looked at my stomach, and smiled.
He ran over to touch my belly button, and proudly proclaimed “PENIS! Mama penis!”
Now, did I really want to get into an anatomy discussion with Joseph? Especially when my belly button, to be fair, doesn’t even look like a belly button? When it does, just a teensie bit, look like a penis?
I just smiled and said, “That’s right honey! Now who wants to watch Sesame Street?!”
My poor confused little boy.