Omphalophobia

As my close friends, family....and even colleagues can attest to, I have an INTENSE fear of belly buttons. I have no idea where this stems from, but everything about belly buttons makes me uncomfortable. Thinking about belly buttons makes me want to throw up. Typing this post makes me want to throw up. Obviously pregnancy, babies, and belly buttons go hand in hand. I think I can get around the baby part by forcing Brad to handle all diaper changings and cleanings until things clear up. This leaves me concerned about my own navel. When my friend Krista was pregnant, her belly button popped right out for a good month and I couldn't stand to look at her for fear I might accidentally see it. Brad and I were walking through Target a few weeks ago and there was this very pregnant lady standing in an aisle with her belly button popped out about 3 inches. I went frozen on the spot. Brad had to drag me away so I could suppress the nausea. During my last ultrasound, the tech pushed the wand thingy right on my navel and I nearly puked on her. I know everyone likes to tease me about this, but it's REAL. It even has a name apparently. My only saving grace is that I have an exceptionally deep belly button. I check it several times a week so as to make sure it's still cavernous. So far, so good. Now if I can just get through "The Belly Button Book."