A little update on the pregnancy…
Everything is still going well! I don’t have gestational diabetes, nor am I anemic. Yay! I joked to the doctor that it must be all the hamburgers I’ve been eating, and she sternly said “that’s not the course of action I recommend for anemia.” KIDDING, Doc. Then she told me not to drink juice or soda, because they are loaded with calories. No problem, as I have a slight obsession with Pellegrino, the snob’s water. Screw soda. I drink about 4-5 liters of pellegrino a week.
The baby had a bit of a growth spurt, I think, because people have told me I look like I have “popped” this week. Um, people also told me this in November, in December, and the beginning of this month. How much can one person pop? Today at the dry cleaner, the cashier asked me when I was due, and when I told her I’m not due until April, she asked if I was having twins. I have 10 weeks to go lady, and I am not having twins! And I’m measuring perfectly normal! I think the baby is just hanging out high in my belly. I can feel arms and legs moving around under my belly button. I’m pretty sure she’s doing pilates in there. Or maybe she’s dancing…
I’ve also been having some strange dreams, but not the puppy-dog nurturing maternal dreams that the books and websites talk about. Nope, not so much. The other night, I dreamt that the baby came out at the doctor’s office. She could already talk and she also knew sign language. I played with her for a while, but I decided that she wasn’t quite done, so I put her back in. Oh my god, can you even imagine? I wonder what that means? Probably that I’m not quite ready! I need more time to get the nursery in order, and read all the books on how to be a mommy, and teach Larry how to change a diaper.
And because I’m sure you’re all dying to see this giant belly of mine, I’m sharing a picture:
whoa!