Me: Ughh…my boobs are starting to sag, don’t you think?
Hubby: No babe, you’re crazy. You look beautiful.
Me: I can’t get rid of these last few pounds.
Hubby: No babe. You’re perfect.
Me: My tummy will never look the same. After the third kid I will definitely have some work done. Maybe a tummy-tuck and a little augmentation…of the twins, that is. So that you’ll have something to play with as you grow old, my love.
Hubby: No babe. You look beautiful the way you are. Who’s having three kids?
Me: Focus baby, focus. Boobs. Think boobs.
(Me on trying to convince my husband to eventually have three kids. One day. Maybe.)