Bored and Boring
My head aches. No reason, just pregnancy in general. The 12 days of pregnant Christmas should really be more like 50 days, if it was truly going to list all the symptoms (another one? Your eyesight changes. I can barely read this screen, I think I may need some glasses temporarily.) I spared you all some of the more vile ones, which I wouldn’t discuss unless you were a girlfriend thinking about pregnancy and wondering what was coming at you. Even then I might just point you to some books. No, on second thought, I’d talk to you, because we shouldn’t be afraid to talk about all the weird and wonderful things that happen to us when we become host bodies for an invading little imp. What do we have, my pregnant sisters, but each other, right?
Truly, sometimes I wonder where I went. I’ll put a hand on my hip and it feels SO different, so foreign. I haven’t even gained that much weight – net 9 pounds, since I lost a pound or two during the food poisoning fiasco. But all my original pounds plus my new 9 have shifted around and set up shop in new and different places. My legs look really really different. You know, you’re used to looking down at your lap and seeing your own legs there. Over time, of course, we all grow and change, bodies are never the same from year to year. But this all happened so fast, and in the midst of lots of other changes. I don’t want it to sound like a big deal – I’ve done a lot of reading, I know what to expect, so I don’t get scared that something is wrong when some of the more surprising things start happening (like, for example, you get a dark line of skin pigmentation that runs from the bottom of your navel down – just a straight line on your skin – if I hadn’t expected it I would’ve thought I had some skin disease!) But it does bring me out of the moment, whatever moment I’m in, when I try to cross my arms around my middle and then remember that there’s a lot more middle there.
I’d love to lay my head down and take a nap right now. Maybe I will. Just shut the door and snooze for a few minutes. No one would notice.
Looking forward to 12 days off. I haven’t had 12 days in a row away from an office since the summer of 2004. It’s going to be wonderful.