Guess what Mum's got on her bellybutton?

I've been starting to think more seriously about what it's going to be like turning 35 in July. I never really thought it would bother me. I feel like I've accomplished several things that were on my "list"...finished my MBA, birthed 2 great boys, etc. But, now I'm starting to panic. I had the same panicked feeling before turning 30. So, while I was still 29 I decided that I could preserve my youth by getting my bellybutton pierced. So, I did. I went with a friend and it was a relatively painless experience.

When I got pregnant with Will I kept it in for as long as possible. Finally, at one of my OB appointments, the doctor told me it was really time to take it out. So, I did. Then about 4 months after he was born, I put it back in. Then, I took it out again for Alex (a little sooner this time since I didn't want to hear the OB remind me!)

Now, here I am. Alex is 10 months old and I'm worrying about the big 3-5. So, yesterday morning I put it back in...trying to stay young. I showed Will and he asked a few questions and then moved on.

This morning, I drop Will at preschool and one of the teachers pulls me aside and says "we heard about your navel ring yesterday. Will told the class that you put it back in since there is no baby in your belly anymore." She thought about telling me yesterday when I picked Will up, but chickened out, thinking I'd be mortified. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little humiliated, but I guess I'd better get used to being embarrassed by the things my preschooler says...after all, he's a very chatty boy. My mom says he's got a major case of "verbal diarrhea".