Maeve
Cleo felt over my belly, finding a spot just below my navel where my stomach went suddenly limp, as though the muscles I had there just up and disappeared. I looked down, slightly concerned.
“It's just your ligaments loosening up," she said with a smile, unrolling a length of measuring tape and laying it vertically over my skin. “You're going to start feeling something like… being snapped with a rubber band, every once in a while, around your waist."
“Yeah, I've felt that a few times," I said, watching as she measured my stomach. I definitely wasn't showing yet, but I did feel a little softer, looser. I had tried to explain it to Troy, trying to find a word for the way my body felt. What had he called it? Limp noodle?
Ah, yes. My bones felt like overcooked pasta. I was suddenly c
