Yesterday morning, my innie was further in than it is this morning.

Yes, it’s bizarre and amazing that I still have an innie. Especially when you consider the number of total strangers who ask me if I’m really sure that it isn’t twins. Or that I haven’t been able to see my navel, except in a mirror, in months.

But the idea of going from an innie to an outie freaks me, er, out.

Stretch marks don’t hurt, even though I was afraid they would. But my navel itches. It has before/during every big growth spurt that Smudge has had so far. There have been days when I’ve re-applied lotion 4 or more times. And it’s clear that I have an unnaturally deep innie to begin with, or it would already be convex instead of concave.

And today it is visibly shallower than it was yesterday. In fact, it can barely still be described as concave.

Eeep! I wish this were a sign that Smudge is on his way, but I doubt it. No other signs….