In an earlier post, I took exception to a description of chloasma, indignantly insisting that what was described made the woman look like a zombie (really, it made sense when I wrote it).
However, the wisdom of six weeks has revealed to me that the mask of pregnancy is not akin to a zombie, but rather more accurately described like this:
That's my story, and I'm sticking to it.

May the farce be with you.
ReplyDeleteI also got the mask during my sixth pregnancy. My favorite comment was when my MIL, who hadn't seen me in a few weeks, exclaimed, "What happened to your face!"
ReplyDeleteOh thank you! It's not just me. ugh. I'm not sure that I have the official 'Mask', however, I'm ready to move this baby outta here and get back to normal. My skin (and let's me honest, facial hair too...*blah*)on my face has been up and down and all around this pregnancy. I just told hubby the other day that if this baby is not a boy and is filling me with testosterone, I'd be shocked!!
ReplyDeleteI laughed at your picture, because that is seriously what I wished I had had to wear all week long this week!!! :)
Well, I wish I could see your face, but I do appreciate the baby bump! Nice going!!!!
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