Many, many months since last posting and how things have changed.
For one: I am six months pregnant. Perhaps that explains general apathy and sluggishness March through May??
BabyHammy is due in December and I couldn't be happier (Mr. Hammy is nigh on to spastic). The only kicker is this: I really, REALLY don't like being pregnant. Now before some brain-surgeon out there starts tutt-tutting me and telling me it's all part of life and this wonderful process, they can crawl back into the Hallmark card they were barfed out of.
Seriously folks - it's all a sales pitch. Months one through three - no actual signs of a baby, just flu-like symptoms with the opportunity for ultra-sore breasts, acne, and bleeding gums. Woot! Bring it on!!
Months three through six - slowly growing out of all your clothes (like some bizarre closet-version of Survivor) and having to endure total strangers a) asking about your health or b) telling you about their own pregnancy experiences (when you haven't asked). I'm a fairly private person with a small group of close friends....this is fairly uncomfortable for me.
I actually had a woman come over to my desk the other day and ask me to stand up so that she could see my stomach. I told her I didn't know I'd been nominated to be the performing monkey of the day. You can see where my popularity comes from.
So everyone is sure that stork thing isn't true? How about the cabbage patch?
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hang in there Hammy girl! This will probably fall into the "goddamnit why is she telling me this!" category of unsolicited information, but my opinion about pregnancy is that it gets you ready to have a baby in your life. You might think you're ready NOW to have this little being outside your body, needing and demanding every ounce of your attention every minute, but the fact that he/she is inside your body right now is slowly getting you used to the idea of having him/her outside your body but inside your life. Trust me on this.
Thanks info - I hear what you're saying, and it's really not that stuff that I mind.
I think most of my frustration right now is tied to weight issues that I've inherited from the women in my family. I just want to feel like my body belongs to me again. and yes, I know it won't go back to "normal" as soon as I have BabyHammy, but at least I can take action if something feels wrong?
For example, I feel breathless - a normal symptom of someone else occupying the space where your lungs and diaphragm belong. But all I can see in my minds eye is my overweight mother and grandmother huffing their way through life...
So much for my vaunted rationality eh babe?
:)
Hi yikes!
I am not so good with the rude people...and I see no reason to try.
Bad Hammy! Bad!
:)
I can totally relate to the breathless thing. You're probably carrying a girl :D
J was on my lungs the whole entire time. I couldn't lie on my back after the first trimester. Even my ultrasound at 18 weeks or whatever had me seeing stars. I had to tell the technician I couldn't lie down!
it's kind of scary to envision how all your insides are reorganizing themselves to accommodate this growing, wiggling mass... ;)
I totally just saw this update, so now I totally have to subscribe to your feed so that I'm not late next time.
And yeah my Mamma felt the same way when she was carrying me, for what it's worth.
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