Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Obsession: it's not just a perfume, folks

I didn't get a seat on the train this morning. And I'm a little ashamed to admit that I unzipped my jacket in hopes that someone would notice my belly and offer me their spot.

No such luck.

On a side note, I wonder how many people look at me now and think "That girl shouldn't be wearing that shirt. It totally accentuates her fat stomach".

Anywho. As I stood there, glancing through the morning paper, my eyes were instantly drawn to a headline that read "Sometimes, you've just got to cut the cord." And at that moment I realized something.

I'm obsessed by all things baby.

I see babies everywhere. (Imagine that in a creepy Sixth Sense whisper...) I see them on TV, at the grocery story, on billboards, when I'm going for a walk. And I secretly think to myself: my baby is going to be cuter.

Anyway. Back to the point. The newspaper article. It had nothing to do with babies. It was simply using a common phrase to get the point of the article across. And yet, because I saw the term "cut the cord", my mind instantly started exclaiming: "What's that? Is that something I should know? I should read it. It might be information I need to know. Is it about my baby's cord? Oh my goodness... I NEED to know."

Ah yes, I have turned all sorts of crazy.

Mind you, now is probably the only time in my life that I have a valid excuse for this. An excuse that people will readily accept, anyway.

I have Baby Mango to thank for this. (New fruit reference! Cute!)

Oh, and on another side note: in less than one week, Andrew and I get to go see Baby Mango again. So. Excited. I can't wait to get another glimpse at him or her in all his or her cuteness.

Until then, I'll just keep on obsessing. Don't mind me.


  1. I love the fruit references - baby Mango, how adorable is that...