The pregnant cowgirl.

This past Saturday was probably the first and last time in my life – ever – that I was a pregnant cowgirl… in the snow.


(This story began back with I’m Waiting for the Stork.  Then it continued with I’m Waiting for the Stork, Part 2.  Then I had to experience Dear Abercrombie & Fitch… before finally getting this all together.)

See that white spot on my knee?  That’s a gigantic snowflake!  They were gigantic all day long!  My work station is right by a huge window, so I got to appreciate the beauty and the irony of this snowfall seven hours that day (while trying to figure out how to get my belly out of the way so that I could actually reach my clients).

Okay, so I know that in this picture I look all contorted and squirmy… but that’s how I get when I’m cold.  I lose control of normal functions.  Had I been outside for just a couple more minutes, I would have turned into a freezing, irritable, chapped-skinned, fake-pregnant cowgirl (slightly more Halloween appropriate, come to think of it).

Amusing moments from that day worth mentioning:

  • The way that most of my clients didn’t look around and pick up on the theme that everyone at the salon was a pregnant something.  No, they just thought that I was getting extra credit for making my costume a 2-for-1 piece of inspiration.
  • The I-can’t-take-it-anymore moment that I had about 5 1/2 hours into my schedule when I had to execute a highlight, but refused to do so with my belly in the way.  I went into the back room and gave my tummy’s grocery bag a C-section, ripping out the blue balloon and declaring, “It’s a boy!”
  • The moment when I realized that one of my clients that day actually was pregnant – seven months along, in fact – and I suddenly felt very, very stupid in my cowgirl get up.
  • Enjoying the bottle tops that our receptionist’s husband glued onto her shirt so that she’d look like a pregnant cat.  (She actually is pregnant and couldn’t be around the glue.)
  • Enjoying the costume of our other receptionist who came as the bottle.  Her husband also participated in crafting her costume as he finessed it with the ounce markers.


(By the way, I think I’m putting up my Christmas tree this week.  The saga continues…)


  1. November 3, 2011
    Momma @Donna

    you look gorgeous, as usual


  2. November 4, 2011

    Hmmm, maybe that theme was a bust. Eh, there’s always next year…

  3. October 25, 2012

    oh the irony of this entry this year 🙂

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