This week has been THE week for people complimenting my pregnant figure, it also coincides with me realising that not only is my bump growing, it has done such a good job of disguising my growing bottom and thighs that i didn't realise today until i put on some PJ shorts and they had turned into cycling shorts over night!
This week started off with someone at church saying:
- 'Your figure has really matured lately and you're growing into a woman' (?)
followed by two people at work saying:
- 'Oh, are you pregnant, you know i thought so from your face'.
The stream continues:
- ' You walk like a pregnant woman' - carrying two heavy bags of Morrisons shopping
- 'You breathe like a pregnant woman' - this when i was peacefully sitting in a car
and best of all to finish it off a lady in the card shop said:
- 'excuse me, sir'
I'm nervous as to what next week will bring.
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Monday, November 14, 2011
Winning friends
Have you heard of 'Baby Brain'? I know it exists. I've seen it.
In an attempt to make friends with some girls for work (it sucks only knowing work related things about people) i decided to invite everyone to a quiz. So after 3 enthusiastic emails i managed to get a team together of 4 other girls from work, none of whom i know that well but was optimistic that wining a quiz would be a good way to break the ice. So we all met up in the cornershop well out of office hours, to buy our own alcohol and snacks (BYO) after having travelled in to town. We are in high spirits and wander into the quiz room already chatting and smiling. But it was eerily quiet, and the security guards were looking at us weird.
Of course, we're here for the quiz we jollily explain continuing on our path. Well, they all look at each other and actually laugh. 'The quiz is on next week'. But i am the most organised person in the world, i know this isn't true, its on today, stop kidding us. But why is it so quiet here?
Yes. The quiz is on next week. The shame. We all went out for a drink instead, but it wasn't the same and i think that was it, i think i blew my chance at getting to talk to any of them anymore than about joint clients and work situations, well except for joking about the non-existent quiz!
In an attempt to make friends with some girls for work (it sucks only knowing work related things about people) i decided to invite everyone to a quiz. So after 3 enthusiastic emails i managed to get a team together of 4 other girls from work, none of whom i know that well but was optimistic that wining a quiz would be a good way to break the ice. So we all met up in the cornershop well out of office hours, to buy our own alcohol and snacks (BYO) after having travelled in to town. We are in high spirits and wander into the quiz room already chatting and smiling. But it was eerily quiet, and the security guards were looking at us weird.
Of course, we're here for the quiz we jollily explain continuing on our path. Well, they all look at each other and actually laugh. 'The quiz is on next week'. But i am the most organised person in the world, i know this isn't true, its on today, stop kidding us. But why is it so quiet here?
Yes. The quiz is on next week. The shame. We all went out for a drink instead, but it wasn't the same and i think that was it, i think i blew my chance at getting to talk to any of them anymore than about joint clients and work situations, well except for joking about the non-existent quiz!
Sunday, November 06, 2011
All's well that ends well... oh.
All is going well. So well that i haven't written on here as no one likes to read about everything going swimmingly. I honestly cant think of a single worry in my life. Well, if pushed I'd name the impending pushing of the watermelon through the grape sized hole but that's gonna happen no matter what- its a different kind of worry, inevitable, a bit like death.
Nesting instinct has kicked in i want new carpets, new sofa's, new paint, new mugs, new anything. As long as it matches. Is matching toothbrushes taking it too far?
I'm reading very little about pregnancy, as the stuff i do read scares me (why does it make me feel odd to know i have 50% more blood than i used to). There is also a never ending list of symptoms which if you have (insert evil super villain laugh here) you are reassured it will go after the birth. AFTER THE BIRTH, that's over 20 weeks away of this annoying symptom!
Here is what i am aware of so far:
- Bleeding gums
- stabbing pains in the groin area
- itching skin, including soles of the feet and palms (this drove me MAD one night last week- only 140 unbearable itching days left!)
- feeling dizzy when standing up
- backache
- heartburn
- constipation (imagine 5 months of constipation)
- dark patches on the skin
- nosebleeds
and that's only what i know from not reading! (Its my pregnancy thats making me a moaner.)
Nesting instinct has kicked in i want new carpets, new sofa's, new paint, new mugs, new anything. As long as it matches. Is matching toothbrushes taking it too far?
I'm reading very little about pregnancy, as the stuff i do read scares me (why does it make me feel odd to know i have 50% more blood than i used to). There is also a never ending list of symptoms which if you have (insert evil super villain laugh here) you are reassured it will go after the birth. AFTER THE BIRTH, that's over 20 weeks away of this annoying symptom!
Here is what i am aware of so far:
- Bleeding gums
- stabbing pains in the groin area
- itching skin, including soles of the feet and palms (this drove me MAD one night last week- only 140 unbearable itching days left!)
- feeling dizzy when standing up
- backache
- heartburn
- constipation (imagine 5 months of constipation)
- dark patches on the skin
- nosebleeds
and that's only what i know from not reading! (Its my pregnancy thats making me a moaner.)
Tuesday, November 01, 2011
Things that God does-
I don't write about my faith on here perhaps as often as i should, as i prefer to converse about it, when people can ask questions and guide me with how much sense i am making. But then again, some people so far away might just enjoy reading about my recent reasons for liking God even more:
1) The twins stress. I REALLY wanted twins. I prayed for twins, and i believe that God will give you anything you ask for, so long as it doesnt conflict with Gods plans for you. So little details that are neither here nor there, i think he is happy to be petetioned about. So i prayed for twins, every night, for at least a fortnight when i found out i was pregnant. I went to my first scan (6 weeks) optimistic and hoping, only to find only one heart beat. :( Why. I was confused for a few days, but not really disappointed, and then i realised why. I was reluctant about getting pregnant, the changes it would make to my body, getting fat, anxious about coping with a baby, and trying to analyse whether i would become a good mother or if i would be desperate to return to work 6 weeks after the birth. I think God knew that i didnt really want twins, maybe even more than i did. I was so relieved when i realised the difference having only one baby would make. More sleep, half as many nappies to change, and slightly more time to myself to conterbalance my new baby centered life! I had been saved.
2) The fat issue. Its no secret that i used to be anorexic. This is a long time in my past, but still means that i like (need) to eat healthily and maintain a trim body size. I love my hip bones, my stomach, pretty much all of me, but on a bad day i can convience myself i look like a whale. So a small issue for me with this pregnancy is knowing i will get 'fat' and not being able to prevent it whilst still having a healthy baby. When i went to Liverpool two weekends ago i looked like me, when i came back on the Sunday night, i was a pregnant lady. The 'bump' (which isnt even the baby!) goes from below my pants line right up to my ribcage and its a perfect curve. I've had near panic attacks about how all my organs are going to fit in around the baby. So you cannot even imagine my joy when i found out this week that my manager is pregnant too! Not only is she pregnant, but she is slightly larger than me. So now for the whole of the rest of my pregnancy not only will i have someone else to grow larger with, someone will be slightly larger than me and can be used as evidence that i am comparatively small. Only God could have dreamed something so wonderful up!
1) The twins stress. I REALLY wanted twins. I prayed for twins, and i believe that God will give you anything you ask for, so long as it doesnt conflict with Gods plans for you. So little details that are neither here nor there, i think he is happy to be petetioned about. So i prayed for twins, every night, for at least a fortnight when i found out i was pregnant. I went to my first scan (6 weeks) optimistic and hoping, only to find only one heart beat. :( Why. I was confused for a few days, but not really disappointed, and then i realised why. I was reluctant about getting pregnant, the changes it would make to my body, getting fat, anxious about coping with a baby, and trying to analyse whether i would become a good mother or if i would be desperate to return to work 6 weeks after the birth. I think God knew that i didnt really want twins, maybe even more than i did. I was so relieved when i realised the difference having only one baby would make. More sleep, half as many nappies to change, and slightly more time to myself to conterbalance my new baby centered life! I had been saved.
2) The fat issue. Its no secret that i used to be anorexic. This is a long time in my past, but still means that i like (need) to eat healthily and maintain a trim body size. I love my hip bones, my stomach, pretty much all of me, but on a bad day i can convience myself i look like a whale. So a small issue for me with this pregnancy is knowing i will get 'fat' and not being able to prevent it whilst still having a healthy baby. When i went to Liverpool two weekends ago i looked like me, when i came back on the Sunday night, i was a pregnant lady. The 'bump' (which isnt even the baby!) goes from below my pants line right up to my ribcage and its a perfect curve. I've had near panic attacks about how all my organs are going to fit in around the baby. So you cannot even imagine my joy when i found out this week that my manager is pregnant too! Not only is she pregnant, but she is slightly larger than me. So now for the whole of the rest of my pregnancy not only will i have someone else to grow larger with, someone will be slightly larger than me and can be used as evidence that i am comparatively small. Only God could have dreamed something so wonderful up!
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