For those of you who know me well, you know that I've had two surgeries on my belly. As a result, I have a "zipper" that goes from my belly button down. I had gotten my naval pierced at age 15 and my first surgery was months later. I always felt like the piercing made my belly more pretty- it somehow evened out the ugliness of that long scar.
Well, the end of the bellybutton ring era has come. Yesterday, my sister helped me to remove my piercing after 12 years. I was feeling a little sad for a few reasons. I was sad that another mark of my teenage years is gone (belly ring is now hanging out with naturally blonde hair and size 2 pants) and I was feeling like I no longer had a good looking stomach. I texted my husband (who has been working hard out of town for the week) about my fears and he simply replied back that I've replaced my belly ring with "a beautiful baby bump."
Yeah, I'm tearing up just writing this down. I'm always being reminded that I have the perfect husband for me. Hey, Joe- you're a keeper.
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