So it's been awhile....again. I'm really going to work harder at updating alot more often, even though nothing ever really happens that is "blog worthy" in our sad little lives. I suppose I'll just have to be more creative.
Yesterday I had my first "How do you respond to that?" comment from a complete stranger on the street. There I was, minding my own business, standing outside our office building waiting for Ed to pick me up, when out of the blue some random woman walks by and says ( Really loudly for everyone to hear) "Whoa! You look like you're about to pop!" Ummm thanks?? I actually looked around to see if she was talking to another huge person that I happened to miss. Sadly there was just me. Im glad Amanda was talking of Whales in her last post because that was exactly how I felt at that moment. A large whale. It's funny how quickly you change your outlook during pregnancy. At first I couldn't wait for people to make comments, to actually recognize that I was expecting a baby. After that comment, the days where no one ever noticed aren't looking so bad. The worst part of the whole thing? I still have 2.5 months to go. I wonder what kind of comments Im going to get in November? I wonder how many weeks I could last in hiding.....
I stood there contemplating how huge I must look to other people. For the last few months I have almost completely given up looking in the mirror. As the people who know me really well could tell you, that is very uncommon for me. In fact I once got a comment from Ed after a few weeks of being married that made me realize that I should be more descreet about my compulsive need to check myself out in every mirror (from every angle) that I come across. We were standing in the bathroom together one morning and I was doing my usual full body twice over... when out of the corner of my eye I see Ed smiling at me. After giving him a questioning look he simply said " I see that we are going to need alot of mirrors in our house for you" I really didnt know what he meant at the time. A little confused I asked him.. "What? Doesn't everyone do this before they leave the house?" With no hesitation he quickly assured me.. "Nope, not as much as you like too"Hmmm, right then I knew I had a habit that I was sure it was impossible to kick... until now that is. The last few months of my life have had a serious lack of mirror attention, mostly because I get depressed everytime I catch a glimpse of myself. Even when I am forced to face the dreaded reflection glass I try very hard to will my larger lower half of my body away and focus on something that hasn't gained weight.. like my hair. Which doesnt do me much good at the moment as it is well over due for a trim and some layers. Aaaahhh mirrors, I wonder if they will ever bring me the joy the used to.
One more pregnancy woe before I move on to other non exciting news. I have started to notice that as I am standing outside waiting for Ed to pick me up after a long day of work and I finally see our car coming from around the corner,the giddy, butterflies in my stomach feeling I get is not because I get to see my handsome husband whom I love so dearly... its beacause I get to sit down. Sitting and sleeping, are pretty much my two favorite things at this point. I live for them.
Alright, so I think I should probably start posting some positive things that are happening in our lives... first and foremost, in just under two weeks our dear sister Sarah comes home from her mission. Whoa - can you believe how fast time goes? Has it really been a year and a half? I've always said that it goes faster when you don't write them... haha Just kidding, I do write her an email every Sunday when I remember :) Never having gone on a mission or anything remotely like it personally, I wonder what she must be feeling right now. Her last week and half of being a missionary. Im sure shes having mixed feelings about coming home, but we're glad to be getting her back and can't wait to meet her at the airport soon.
Today Mom and I are going to go shopping for baby furniture which is a huge relief to me because I have been feeling like we are so unprepared, like we have nothing and the time is quickly running out. I voiced my concern about this to Ed the other day who confidently said " Kevyn, relax we still have over 3 months left" I dont know where he's been but I am pretty sure the baby is due in November, which according to my calculations is only two months away. Poor guy, he's got a alot on his mind lately. Who could blame him? He's working, trying to financially prepare for a new member of our family, starting school on Tuesday and organizing a basketball team for the upcoming season. Lately I feel as though basketball is my life, not by choice of course.. when he's not practicing or playing it, he's watching it, or on the phone talking about it to his brother. I had no idea that a sweaty sport could be so exciting, or demanding. But I do love him like crazy and if basketball is what makes him happy, then I can put up with it :) There are worse things.
Last Saturday we were out at my sister Janay's house for a maternity photoshoot which we had alot of fun at. I just wanted to say a huge thanks to her for putting in all that effort and planning and doing such an amazing job! She is a perfectionist, and her worst critic, but we both think the pictures are beautiful and wouldnt trade them for anything. You can see a few samples she's posted on her blog by clicking on "Janay and Tim" on the right hand side of this page. Girls from work have already requested her picture taking skills for when they become pregnant, so get in line while you still can :) Thanks again Sista... you did great!
Well thats it for now, as I have been sitting here my house is being neglected once again and I want Ed to think that I've done atleast one productive thing this morning so I better get some dishes done. Yuck... Im STILL waiting for the so called "nesting period" pregnant women are supposed to have when they actually have urges to clean their house in preperation for baby. personally I think its all a lie just toget you to actually get off your butt and do something when you;re 8 months along. Who ever actuallly WANTS to deep clean their house? Bunch of crazies if you ask me. Until next time...
3 comments:
Don't worry about feeling huge Kevyn... try to remind yourself that you are growing a person in there... not easy stuff, and you are bound to get big! Just keep reminding yourself, it will all go away one day :) And next time someone tells you that you look like your going to pop... just tell them that's because you're due in a week... how is a complete stranger ever going to know??? And then if you're really feeling annoyed about it, you can then ask them when their baby is due. You'll feel soooo much better :)
This post was so funny! We need to hang out more. I had the fat feeling a lot. In fact, when I was only six months I was walking through the Vancouver airport and this girl pushes her friend out of the way and says "pregnant girl...totally huge" like I was something to avoid! And keep remembering - it is just your baby that makes you feel that way which is so great! I miss being that prego sometimes. I can't wait to see your kid.
Awwww...my little popping sister! :) It's cuz of his dad's big head you know. It's all Ed's fault...
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