How not to celebrate
2009 February 23
Now that I’m going to be a dad, I’m starting to notice pregnancy related things I would normally ignore. For example, this picture came from one of my favorite blogs, Cakewrecks.
Cakewrecks celebrates terrible cakes, and this one certainly qualifies. But normally I’d let it pass without comment. This morning, though, I could not look away from the horror.
- Why are her fingers so long?
- Is she French? Or does she just really like Pepsi?
- What did they use to simulate a belly button?
So yeah, I was transfixed. And I suppose I’ll be like this for a while. Before, when I saw pregnant ladies, I just noted the fact of pregnancy and moved on. Now, every pregnancy-themed bit of culture I see resonates stupidly inside me. “Will my wife look like that? Will someone lose their damn mind and buy us a cake formed to look like a pregnant torso?”
The mind reels.
