No Touchee!

Nich and I spent a major part of yesterday at Crandall Park helping out with a charity event called "Coming Together for Hope" to benefit a local soup kitchen. There were booths advertising various organizations in the community, such as Open Arms (the crisis pregnancy center where I used to volunteer as a peer counselor), Adopt-A-Soldier, YoungLife, etc.

We left around lunch and returned later in the evening for a concert. We're at that point where people are finding out about Baby Guillory. I don't know if I've mentioned this here, but one of my biggest "I'm not looking forward to this" aspects of pregnancy is strangers touching my belly. I'm a pretty touchy-feely person with my friends, but I don't appreciate people infringing on my personal space.

So anyway, this lady I sort of know from church came up to where I was sitting and before I knew it, she was RUBBING MY BELLY and kissing my cheek. OY! I'm not even SHOWING yet! It's like going up to any random person and rubbing their belly. And why did she have to KISS me?

I guess I was wrong when I thought I wouldn't have to worry about this until much later...