What's a belly?

So today I was reading my cousin Meagan's blog and she was writing about how she bought some clothes without trying them on, but when she got home, the shirt was too tight in the spots it shouldn't and the pants were making her fat squeeze out, and the best part was when she said the shirt made her look pregnant? So that got me thinking. I remember when I was her age and thought I had a "belly". I look back at those pictures from way back when, and I realize that I wasn't fat. I didn't have a belly. I looked pretty darn cute. Well besides the curse of the "Homan" thighs, which unfortunately almost every girl on my mom's side of the family has...with a few exceptions. If Meagan wants to see a belly, come to my house and I'll show you mine. It's a combination of POOR eating habits, too much sugar, absolutely no exercise (besides the occasional lifting and walking with Oz), and last but not least, having a baby. She said her belly resembled a pregnant one...I think she means when someone is 4 weeks pregnant, not really flat, but barely noticeable to anyone other than herself...mine looks like I'm 4 months pregnant! And the constant giggle of the fat resembles the kicking of the baby. It's gross. It's disgusting. I wish I looked like I did when I thought I was fat. I guess I could eat better. But that would mean no more greasy, fatty, thigh-sticking, no more butter, no more salt diet. How would I survive? I guess I could work out. But that would mean I wouldn't have to get off the couch. It would mean I would have to get out of my pj's on the weekends. It would take effort which I have little of. I could do sit-ups. But that would mean effort, but like I said, I have little of that. To my husband, I look good. He's even said the word Sexy????? HA! Sexy to him must equal, a giggly belly, no make-up, over sized sweatshirts, slippers, a hat, and my hair in a pony tail 24-7. Whatever. I don't buy it for one second. I think he just wants something whenever he says that. I don't fall for it. Well, not that I've spilled the beans on my not so hot body and I'm sure everyone is disgusted about the gory details of the giggle, I'm going to go lay on the couch and eat my Valentine's Day candy and drink my Sunkist!