The Stupid Side of Practical

Chapter 13

The next morning Gina sat across from Emily at the usual place. In front her she had a pile of bacon, three sunny side up eggs and a wedge of toast.

"People are staring." Gina said with frown.

"No, they're not."

"Yes, they are," Gina said cutting up some of her egg. "I'm in that awkward state of 'is she just fat or pregnant'," Gina stabbed a strip of bacon to top off the forkful, "Not only am I eating for two but I'm pooping for two."

"That's gross." Emily winced as Gina shoveled the food into her mouth.

"No. You know what's gross," Gina said around bites.

Emily pushed her plate of half eaten scrambled eggs to the side. "Go on."

"I don't think I can to shave my legs anymore." Gina admitted a little horrified. "I did my best last night but," She shook her head as she looked down at the small swell of her belly. "It's like an having an identity crisis between Edward Scissorhands and Helen Keller."

Emily let out a giggle, "Then go get waxed."

"Can you do that when you're pregnant?" Gina picked up another piece of bacon, "isn't there like a list of things I can and can't do anymore?"

"What does your doctor say?"

"Which one," Gina made a face. "At my last appointment Josh couldn't stop praising my veins. Apparently, I have the perfect veins for drawing blood." Gina lifted her glass of water for a sip. "The man gets off on this medical crap I swear."

"Well, he is a doctor; he probably can't help it." Emily offered. "I would have thought things would be easier because he is a doctor."

"And how do you suppose I start that conversation. Hey Josh, wouldn't want to kill our sexy mojo or anything, but how do I go about not looking like fuzzy wuzzy?"

Emily let out a laugh, "I'll Google it," she smiled picking up her phone. After a few quick taps she began reading aloud, "It says your hair growth increases during pregnancy." Scrolling through the article she continued. "This increased growth may be on your tummy and face, as well as under your arms, in your pubic area, and on your legs."

"See," Gina leaned back in the booth, "I'm gonna be cousin It in matter of weeks." Adjusting her sloppy bun she let out a sign.

"Look it says right here that there's no evidence that waxing is unsafe, but it may not be advisable in the first trimester. You're past that part."

"Does it hurt?"

"Like a smart. It's over and done before you know it."

Gina raised her brow.

"Oh please, you're going to push an actual human out of your hoo ha, but you can't sit through a wax appointment."

"Fine, book it and be there to hold my hand," Gina lifted her glass of orange juice. "My hoo ha is in your hands."

"Noted."

They both broke into a bit of laughter before they settled back to into a comfortable silence as they both picked at her food. Until Gina blurted. "Tony found out about the job Tokyo. And now he knows it wasn't a wedding."

"How?" Emily looked up at her with curiosity.

"He was flipping through my camera and I forgot to take out the last memory card."

"Did he freak out?"

"At first he did," Gina shrugged her shoulders as she leaned forward. "He thought I shot porn."