Inside Out

I have three irrational fears about my pregnant body. I say irrational because they are most certainly going to happen and I know that, yet I am terrified and would do anything to stop these things from happening. One of these issues is that I don't want my belly button to pop out. You know, like the thermometer/timer things stuck in your Thanksgiving turkey that pop out when it's done? Almost every pregnant woman has a "popped" bellybutton as Baby takes over any and all extra space that may have been inside of there. I don't care if it's normal and happens to everyone. It's icky. And I don't like to see it poke out from under shirts, announcing to the world that the "turkey" is "cooked." Well, the other night I was inspecting my growing front-side bulge, and discovered the ability to make my bellybutton turn inside out. It used to be this deep, cavernous hole that I've never seen the bottom of. I liked that about my bellybutton. Now we've got not so much a hole, as a shallow indention. It didn't take much, and out came the inverted pit of my bellybutton. I cried. Justin tried to conceal his amusement as I wailed, "Now that it knows what it feels like to be out, it'll never stay in!!" I've been trying to think of a solution, but super glue or duct tape just don't seem practical. Or rational. But then.....irrational times call for irrational measures.