LATE in my first pregnancy, my husband commented, "You look just like... the VEnus of Willendorf!" with this delighted smile on his face.

I, myself, was not that thrilled to hear it. I believe I may have burst into tears, and waddled from the room.

Later I thought it was so cute that my husband is cultured enough to drop that reference, but clueless enough to SAY IT TO MY FACE!

Big, giant sex goddesses RULE!