![]() Did I just leak gas without knowing? No, someone is heating a cheesy burrito in the microwave.Įxhausted at the end of the day, I flatulate my way back home. I cautiously eat some bread and peanut butter, then smell something rankish and panic. ![]() Yes, of course I’ll look at the brochure. My boss calls me into her office and I rise, suck it in, and waddle to her. I take trips to the bathroom to stand in the stall and let it all out. I shift in my chair to hide the cacophony.įour hours pass. My belly doesn’t rumble, but buzzes and shrieks. ![]() I skip breakfast, spend a half hour searching for pants I can zip over my bloated stomach, and then hurry to work and sit at my desk by the door of a tiny office crammed with four editors. I wake up one morning certain that I’ve become three months pregnant overnight.
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