I was physically woken up in the middle of last night by my belly itching. I thought, in my slumber-induced stupor, "Wow! The baby must really be growing, and my skin is stretching so much it's itching!" I walked, with eyes closed, to the bathroom, where I put on some lotion to ease the itch, and went back to sleep. This morning I woke up to itching again. I looked at my belly, and it's FULL of bug-bites. Over 30, at least. Oh. So nothing to do with baby-growth, and everything to do with spring in the Upper Peninsula. The bites are ONLY on my belly. Obviously, some bug went to the most prominent, easily-accessible place to eat his dinner.
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