So if you’re in the presence of a bulging pregnant woman and you decide to ask her how far along she is, don’t ever say “oh you look farther along than that” or “you must be having twins”. This is a terrible idea. Someone did that to me yesterday and I couldn’t decide weather I wanted to run away crying or punch the lady. Instead of either option, I just said that I got really big with my last pregnancy.
I’m oddly insecure when I’m pregnant. I’m usually not insecure. When I’m out and about I usually think I look better than I actually do, which is uncommon for someone of my age and whatnot. I have moments of insecurity but not often. I’m way more insecure when I am pregnant so don’t tell me how large I am because I already know it and it’s already bothering me.
It’s true that I do gain weight really rapidly when pregnant. I have two months left and I’ve already gained 40 pounds. It would take me 3 years of bad eating to gain that much weight normally, and I’d have to eat really bad. When I get pregnant, my whole body gets pregnant and I start having more chin and more arms and more ankles and everything. I’m a puffy pregnant lady. (ooo Silas just came up to me with a soother in his mouth and his smushy and said “coo” which means cuddle…*sigh*) I have to keep reminding myself that I am still a rather slender woman and I still look cute and I still have a melon-looking tummy. I’m just not used to feeling so much chin on my neck (this is a nice cuddle). So when I get pregnant, all of me gets pregnant and I guess that needs to be OK. I lose it all fast enough after anyway, I really mainly chalk it up to water weight.
MIL and FIL left this morning to go back to flat old Manitoba. They should be just on their way in the sky. It was a really nice visit, I’m sure I gained a little more than water weight with them here but that’s OK. I’m sorta looking forward to getting back to the normal daily grind. I still have the day to visit with my sister Jill and her son so that will be nice.
Oh ya, it’s snowing…stupid.