I was taking my morning break walk, wobbling my way down the road, when I spotted an old, worn and dirty penny. "Find a penny, pick it up and all day long you'll have good luck." Usually I'm the type of person that actually does pick up the penny. For good luck? No. Because I'm frugal/cheap? Probably both. But today, when I considered picking up that old and dingy penny, two painful thoughts came to mind:
"You know you have to actually bend over to get that penny," and then "Remember when you had to hold your breath this morning just to put on your shoes?"
So today I passed up the penny. And I realized that I'm still feeling "good," but I'm also beginning to feel extremely pregnant. Only 108 days to go!


