Today seemed to be a bit of a turning point in my sickness. I'm dosed up on pharmacist-approved-for-pregnancy cold meds, I dragged the humidifier next to me all day long, and I managed to get my hair colored, run a few errands with Blake (being complimented on how well-kept-up my Honda is by the oil change guy made me very proud of myself), and both cook AND EAT dinner. I feel like a rock star, despite the fact that I still have coughs that are almost productive, but not quite, so I cough hard enough and long enough that I actually gag/retch. Super fun times!
A friend asked for a belly pic, but I demurred, since I'm simply thick. There's a belly there, sure, but it's not one that could be sweetly seen as "baby." In fact, I feel like I'm at that stage in pregnancy where folks who do not know I'm knocked up might secretly be wondering if I'm just hitting the bottle a lot more lately. (Side note: Rob is LOVING how long his home brew batches last when I am not helping him to consume them.)
Same friend asked how far along I was, and I blithely answered "nearly 12 weeks," to which she exclaimed she thought it was further. And then I went to my calendar and counted out the weeks and realized that I'm an absolute nimrod at this (my words to her were slightly stronger, but see how I edit for the general public?!). I'm actually nearly 13 weeks.
You may think that being off by a week isn't so bad. I suppose it's not. NOT YET.
When I was pregnant with Blake, I distinctly remember surprising folks that I was still so tiny at five months along - barely showing, even. And then I remember counting again and coming smack to terms with the bald fact that I was merely four months along.
For the life of me, I cannot recall how I got THAT turned around, but I never did go back and correct myself to those friends.
I like to see how big Marilla is in food terms on pregnancy websites, because baby the size of a grape, fig, or lime? ADORABLE!
Baby the size of a medium shrimp?
Ew.
Maybe it's because all the diagrams show the baby curled much like a shrimp, maybe because it's an actual ANIMAL made of protein that they are comparing a tiny baby to, but isn't that just unsettling? Tell me I'm not the only one...
3 comments:
Addie, I am loving being knocked up with you! There is no way I could put words to what I'm experiencing but you seem to do it so perfectly. Thanks for helping me realize I'm not as CRAZY as I feel.
Ha! I thought the same thing about the shrimp; it's a gross comparison. They need to stick to fruits and veggies. I especially liked the avocado week :)
Love this post! I didn't show with either of our girls until like 25 weeks or 6+ months. I heard you show earlier with the second but I just looked, as you called it, "thick" for the longest time. Can't wait to see the first belly pic though!!
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