Recently, I stepped out of the shower to find my youngest daughter, 3, contemplating my dripping wet, naked body. She inhaled, as if to speak, and I braced myself for another of her many questions about pubic hair.

She did ask a question, but it wasn't the one I expected. "Mommy, why do you have crumbs in your belly button?"

Oh no, I thought. I've been lax again in cleaning out my navel, once so taut and easily accessible, and now, post two children, less taut and not so easy to access with a cotton swab (or two).

In fact, now that I've carried two babies to term, my belly button more closely resembles a partially closed eyelid; my navel looks like it's winking at you.

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