My belly has fallen. It now folds over my tattoo. Yes, a tattoo. So many of you had no idea I had one! It's my college mistake. It's a cross with music notes. Which now is completely ironic to me. I got it to symbolize my two loves. I am sure God really loves it.
My belly folding over it:
What it looks like if I lean way back:
Living out of a suitcase now:
