Pain part . . . BUZZZZZ!!!

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In the past few years, more times than I could count, I've inadvertently said or done or posted something that made people speculate: ah, I can totally tell she's pregnant!

And you clairvoyants have always been hilariously incorrect. (Muwahahaha!)

When people are way-too-obviously inspecting my too-flat belly, or asking other people if there's any particular reason we're talking baby names (we're ALWAYS talking baby names ;)), or doing the math and figuring they just know why a lady with a 3-year-old has a doctor appointment, it brings me a substantial amount of glee to let them wonder.... Hehehe. Always with my little secret! I'm not pregnant! Hahahaha!

So, yes, plenty of you have thought you were astutely picking up supposed "cues" from my random stories these past few years. As my blog has suffered this past little while, I've laughed to myself wondering if anyone was taking that as a cue.... :-D (Hahaha!) Cues from the silence?I haven't gone back to see the duration of the blog neglect.... But I'm guessing it was about, ohhhh.... Twelve weeks?

Which can only mean one thing! Somebody in this house has been knocked out by growing baby! (And maybe your 10th guess was a charm, and you're finally right. ;-))

To demonstrate your best skills, can you guess which household member it is? :-D

Hint: one of us is showing off a 3rd-percentile non-belly, one of us is trying to grossly accentuate a spare tire and look matronly while an iPhone bulges from scrubs, and one of us is, well, actually pregnant. ;-) Fourteen weeks and counting.

(And P.S. She's a baby girl!)