Uncool

I have come to the realization that I am totally uncool. Not that I thought I was all that cool before, but now it's just plainly evident. Last week "Auntie Rebecca" came to visit and we had a great time. Lots of shopping and getting our nails done and girly things. One day we had lunch at a trendy cafe in West Hollywood (even Reese Witherspoon was there). I was feeling pretty good about myself until I looked around and realized I was a big 30-something, 7 months pregnant lady in a sea of blonde and pencil-thin 20 year olds. Rebecca fit in much better than me in her dressed up non-pregnant state but it was definitely like the scene from Knocked Up when they try to go to the dance club.

I'm OK with it though...I waddled back to my car thankful for my wonderful family and the somewhat operational brain in my head.