|Look at me mommy! I'm 45 years old!|
So, as I'm watching, I decided that I totally need to enter a maternity beauty pageant. I want the whole thing-tantrums at all. Trust me, I can throw a damn good tantrum. I just love the idea of a bunch of pregnant women waddling on stage to compete for "Best Dressed" or "Ms. Congeniality."
People say that pregnant women are glowing. Have you seen a pregnant person lately? "Glowing" was me on my senior year spring break cruise in my cute bikini. Now I would describe me more as "paling with a spattering of acne."
And yet I'm still totally about this maternity beauty pageant idea. The grand prize can be a crown and a year-long Weight Watchers membership. We could compete in categories like "Biggest Circumference" or "Maternity Swimwear."
So this blog may be short-lived as I move into the world of Maternity pageants and become a multi-millionaire encouraging pregnant women to show off their "glow." I guess I'll have to start looking for bigger sashes.