Friday, October 31, 2008

Lest I Feel At Ease With My Pregnant Body

We were sitting at the table sharing a snack, Thomas and I. There was companionable conversation going on between us and we were just enjoying a moment of Mommy/Son hanging out. Thomas looked over at me thoughtfully, gave me a full length once over, then asked:

'Mommy, are you a cow?'

WHAT!?!?! Where did our sweet conversation go? Am I really that big?

'What, Thomas?', I asked, playing dumb.

'Are you a cow?'

'Well, son, do I look like a cow?'

' look like a Mommy!'

'Oh, good. Because that's what I am, you know.'

'Yeah, but your a cow, too, I think.'

Silence from me. I just can't deal with this. I am hormonal. I am desperately trying to keep a baby in my belly when she seems to be determined to arrive early. I am tired. And my son is calling me a cow. How is a girl supposed to deal with all of this? And continue enjoying her ginger-snaps??

'You look like a Mommy and a cow. Your all black and white like a cow, Mommy! Is that what you are going to be for Halloween?'

I looked down at myself and grinned. Indeed, I had on a white shirt and black pants, perhaps looking a little cow like in my son's four year old eyes. My feathers started unruffling as I looked at Thomas and replied that yes, I might just be a cow for Halloween.


Amy said...

Haha! That is sooo funny! I want to see a picture of your cow costume!

Deeapaulitan said...

Well, dearest,
OUR oldest, after a trip to the zoo earlier in the day, took one peep into the bathtub at my 8.5 month bulging belly surrounded by soap suds and promptly proclaimed me a Hippopotomus - so a cow is all good!

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TKGOFF said...

HAHA! Well, I think Mom has you beat on that one Bree! It is kinda funny, because the way you tell it he sounds so sincere! It's cute! I love you!