We made it out of the house today. Went to stroller strides then let Bubba run around the playground like the wildman that he is.
So this is what came up... " So you ARE pregnant!" " I was never sure if you were pregnant or not" " I havent seen you for a week, and now I can definitly see a bump ".
All these things being thrown at me at the time I just smiled and said "yep". As Im cleaning my bedroom today and thinking to myself it hits me . What do I look like a blimp now? How much of a difference can there be? Not that I havent felt the difference in the past week. I can barely walk up the stairs without contractions.
Thinking of everyones comments makes me laugh though. They probaly have thought to themselves the last few months Ive known them that I was chubby around the middle with the previous weight I hadnt lost from having Mark. That was probaly the biggest reason they didnt think I was pregnant , because Bubba is so young. He is only 13 months and there will be only 15 months inbetween the kids. WOW.
So many times last week I looked in the mirror and would turn to Mark ( husband ) and say " Baby , do you notice me getting bigger? I feel so much bigger." His reply is always the same " You look the same as you did last week". Why cant we ever get an honest opinion out of them ? I know why. Its because they are scared. Well at least Im sure that my husband is scared giving me the wrong answer.
Today is only a little over half way done , and Im pooped. Ive been cleaning and doing laundry since before and after our outing and Im just done. I have a book club meeting tonight , that I have been looking forward to for a month . Now that the day is here though , I dont want to leave the house. Sorry ladies , I know I suck but I dont think Id stay awake . Ive been getting into bed at 8 pm and still dont get enough sleep.
What do I have left to look forward to today ? Humm. Mark getting home. I was thinking of making a dip for book club but since Im not going maybe I could sit here and eat it all . I really could eat it all to myself. In order for me to make that dip means I have to leave the house ... which I really dont want to do.
For the rest of the day I think I might stay in my room. I brought in a little recliner and Im happily am sitting here under the window typing away . I also have a book to finish.
As you can see I am rambling on , but I decided that this is my only form of a journal so why not just really put down what I am thinking.
Ok , now all I can think about is the dip , that MUST be done tonight.