"Big, neh? GIANT!!"

We have the sweetest little old Japanese custodian lady in our building and although we don't speak each other's language very well, we somehow find a way to communicate with each other. Usually our conversations are limited to "Ohayogozaimasu" (Good morning), "Konnichiwa" (Hello), and various forms of hand gestures/signals and bowing. Since finding out I'm pregnant, she's added "Baby daijoubou?" (Baby okay?) to which I respond "Hai" (yes).

Today she added another one to her repertoire. I was coming back from my walk around the neighborhood when I ran into her in the lobby while I was waiting for the elevator. We went through our usual greetings. Then she took a good look at me and with her eyes wide open said, "Big, neh? GIANT!!" with a tone of disbelief and amazement. To which I responded, "Hai."

Previously I would've just shaken it off as miscommunication or lack of English words, but the number on the scale at the doctor's a couple of days ago is proof that I am indeed big and, apparently, gigantic. See if she gets a Christmas present this year. Just kidding! Thank goodness for my sweet husband and my dear friends who lie to me and tell me I still look fine or else my self-esteem would really be in the toilet.

You'd think comments like that would slow me down in the eating department, but nope, I still chowed down on the monkey bread I made earlier that morning. My main motivation for going on a walk anyway was to let the bread cool down enough so I could come back and eat it.