The universe is expanding… no wait, that’s me

I had shorts that fit a week and a half ago. They don’t fit now. Eeps!
And a random stranger asked me, “is it a boy?” I was taken aback. It just hadn’t happened yet. So it begins..
The movement inside is cool and funny.
When I walk up stairs.. I feel out of breath. *blush*
Sometimes I think, nine months is not enough time!! Besides, I spent the first month in total ignorance… and the second month in shock ;)
Glucose test tomorrow. Child birthing classes mid june.
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~So here and there I’m picking up some free stuff. I got a bag of maternity clothes, and there are these pants. They WIN. Meaning, they’re really ugly. Brown plaid and did I mention they’re ugly? I saw them and immediately grimaced. I showed rob (“wanna see my ugly pants?”) and he saw them across the room and I think he said, “say no more.” It reminds me of the time in high school - we gave blake these ugly short/overalls as a joke. I need another blake in my life to bequeath this. ;)

~All of these baby books seem to have a superiority complex – that their method is the best way, and the other methods are butt-awful. Hmm. Makes for a lot of confusion. And guilt even. Then again, a lot of diet/health books are like that too. Remind me - you just gotta do what works for you.

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Dear ________,
Today is the day after mother’s day. In 4 months, we’ll meet. What a strange anticipation. I mean, I’m carrying you, and you haven’t been apart from me, but I don’t know anything about you. Well, that’s what’s in store - the adventure of raising you. The world has so much to offer. I hope that life isn’t too hard on you. Even though that’s a strange thing to hope for, because that’s how character is formed – out of adversity. I want so much for you, for you to seize the day and live a life full of joy. I want you to know that God made you perfect. Even if you don’t think it’s true. God loves you, your dad loves you, and I love you. Don’t you forget.
Till September,
Mom

week 23, 11 inches

everything I say is subject to change

So I’ll cautiously say I’m peachy. ;) I have pregzilla moments, mostly when faced with personal questions I don’t want to answer (how much have you gained? my doctors know but I ain’t telling you) and strange advice from knowitalls (you shouldn’t go to the doctor too much!!). I’m feeling movement and it’s very encouraging. Was nervous about not feeling anything b4. I’m back to feeling ravenous. I eat but the stomach will growl an hour later. Also feeling weird about body image. I have a friend who is also a first time pregnant chick, so we commiserate about that. I don’t feel cute-pregnant. Nowadays I feel… awkward-pregnant. I’m still trying to wear nonmaternity clothing. Heh, so I’m adding to the awkwardness. Since a lot of my tops won’t cover this potbelly - not for long, anyway. I justify it – I’d rather save the maternity clothing for when I really need it. There’s not a huge variety, so I’d rather not get bored so quickly.
Sleeping on my side isn’t my favorite thing, but I’ll survive.
I’m trying to think of things that I want to do before September. What do I need to get out of my system? That’s feasible, I mean. No tattoos or skydiving. ;) trying to think of anyplace I’d want to travel to, but even then, I’m kinda blasé about it. Maybe I just want to be extra-lazy and savor it. I want to hang out with friends who I never see. At least before I go MIA. Which may as well be a warning to y’all. i already have antisocial tendencies. ;)
Rob’s been great. I thought you all should know. =)
week 22, one pound! 10.9 inches