It’s me silly pants.... and its been ages! I KNOW! But here is the deal my real “paying job" keeps me stupid busy for most of August and pretty much all of September, so I’ve been MIA. I also went on holidays to see my parents before the flight cops stopped me from crawling aboard the air craft that would need to take my pregnant-ass to Ontario where they live. Heaven knows that flying at my size was getting questionable.
Despite the “busy” season, its been a smooth couple of weeks. Sure I’ve barely had time to blow my nose, but you’ll be happy to know I’ve somehow managed to find a way to sleep in the million degree weather we’ve been having in Calgary. May I suggest however that exhaustion does wonders for a pregnant girl in need of some shut eye (just a tip for those of you who might be pregnant and looking for a sleep remedy - if you run yourself into the ground first, you may actually sleep like the baby you’re growing)
No seriously though... I am sorry for the lack of posts... I’ve missed writing about all my woes and crazy pregnant antics. It feels good to be back.
So to catch you up a little bit... I’m 33 weeks fat, I mean pregnant, with 7 more to go... that means 5 more weeks of work and then we wait for our giant toddler baby to be born. I’m back in yoga... only this yoga class only has like 8 people in it... so its hard to hide your farts from them... good thing I’ve managed to somehow get through most of that gassy stage. We focus mostly on labor related stuff, so its not much of a “workout”. But the truth is, I’m going to have to deliver this baby sooner or later, so I welcome the hippie advice and the awkward moments when we all practice kegels together. This is where we all just sit there avoiding eye contact and squeezing our lady bits in one final attempt to save anything that might help us “keep it together” down there.
Note: Pregnant ladies are weird.
I’ve also developed a bit of what they call “pregnant brain” basically this just means that you are even more absent minded than your regular self was before you got knocked up. For example - today I went swimming. After swimming I showered and my skin was feeling a little tight from the chorine. I went into my locker to grab some lotion to put all over my body to get some relief and found my little yellow bottle... put some all over my giant belly and started to rub it in - except that it didn’t rub in - it just stayed white all over my belly and I was like “what the...” when I grabbed the bottle I realized that it was hair conditioner NOT lotion. Ya... I put hair conditioner all over my torso with no time to wash it off. I had to drive home like that. That my friends is "pregnant brain"... and only one of many situations that I find myself in on a daily basis.
Annnnyway... I have oodles of things to tell you about... but not today. Today I just wanted to assure you that I haven’t fallen from the face of the earth or given birth yet for that matter. I am more giant that you could possibly imagine. In fact, when I last looked at that 17 week photo of myself I thought “I am even pregnant?!?” Growing a love child messes with your mind. (write that down for when you’re ready to make your own love child)
Weeks of belly pics to come.
Missed you!
T.
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