Not much happening the past couple days. Every pregnancy book I’ve read seems to imply, or flat-out say, that I should be getting some porn star boobs any day now, but that sure isn’t happening. Yeah, they’ve plumped up a bit but I haven’t had to buy a new bra yet (that’s how I’m gauging my progress), so it must not be that big of a difference. I know I don’t really need them for anything too important for a few more months, but thought it’d be fun to have some natural enhancement in that area before becoming so obviously pregnant. Maybe I’m being impatient, but I’m ready to get this show on the road!
Of course there have been some changes… My pants are getting a bit tighter in the waist, even though the scale hasn’t moved much. If anything, it’s gone down just a little. Gotta lose those last few stubborn pounds before it’s really time to start piling ‘em on! I think it just looks like maybe I had a couple extra biscuits for breakfast or something. As far as anyone who’s not “in the know” knows, it’s nothing a few crunches couldn’t fix.
And then there’s my mood. My, how that has been a roller coaster ride from hell lately! I think I’m on the upside of the never-ending hormonal swing for now, though, so I guess that’s a plus. You’d have to ask everyone around me to know for sure, though. I could just be delusional. That would be a real shocker, I’m sure.
Another change has been how wiped out I am, ALL the time. It’s like I wake up and am ready to go right back to bed and stay there. But since I can’t do that, I do try to get a nap in whenever possible… at lunch, after work, before dinner, after dinner, before bedtime. You get the picture. And with all the sleeping I’ve been doing, dreams are still happening, of course, but I don’t remember them as well as I usually do when I’m not prego. It’s a bummer, because I really do enjoy what my brain does while I’m asleep, but I don’t think there’s much I can do about it. I do, however, know that I had the baby the other night and it was a girl. But then later in the same dream it was a boy. Not sure what that means, but it seemed totally normal at the time. And then the dream I had last night is on the tip of my brain right now, but I can’t quite bring it back. I think it was a pretty good one, too. Oh well. Maybe next time. I’ll keep you posted.
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Glad to see you're keeping a journal! Each pregnancy is so different. I wish I'd have been better at doing that. You forget all the fun (and some not-so-fun) little moments that occur along the way. That is... until you come along someone else who is pregnant. Then, they all rush back at you like a tidal wave and you can't help but share everything with the poor unexpected mother to be. So, get ready to hear ALL about everyone else's experiences and don't let them scare you. :)
ReplyDeleteAnyway, I've always enjoyed your clever and quick witted writing skills. I added myself to your list of followers. (Numero uno - Yay ME!) haha