Saturday, June 11, 2011

27 weeks (be nice to the preg-lady, the Waddle, and 3 bare belly shots!)


It's the little things, ya'll!


TMI belly shot, for the win! 
OH!  *And* I made the bed.  Yeah, baby!
Here are a couple of short fables on times when people went out of there way to be nice to me even though it wasn't entirely necessary but -oh so appreciated:

While at work, I had to sit with a patient in the ICU one evening.  Here he was, hospitalized, hooked up to all sorts of wires that made beeping and pumping sounds -and yet- he was looking out for my well-being.   "Would you like some water?  Have you eatten dinner yet?" 

His girlfriend and daughter came into the room during visiting hours.  The gf quickly looked at me with confusion and a bit of "Who the hell is this?"  I quickly introduced myself as a staff member and why I was there.   After she shook my hand, smiling, she says, "Thank you for being so welcoming.  I was wondering who the blonde was and if he had too much going on for me to be here"   -as she was glancing at my 7 month prego-belly.  I laughed and said, "Oh no-no-no."  And, because I can't help myself, I showed her my left hand and said "Married, have a 2 year old and pregnant, -I'm not much of a catch."  She laughed, noticeably relieved. 
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A man diagnosed with psychotic d/o -on the inpatient psych unit- apologed to me the day after being a total, uh...-not nice person- to me.  He told me, "I see that you have yourself a belly and I don't want to be the man who gives you stress and then the baby becomes schizophrenic.  You see there's energy waves and the baby's brain is still forming and I don't want to stress those waves.  You have to be real careful about these things.  So I hope you're taking care of yourself."
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Ladies allowing me to move ahead of them in the bathroom line.  Always a plus!

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Fellow prego ladies at the pool -we give each other that "nod" as if to say, "Look at us all pregnant and in a bathing suit chasing after a toddler...high5!"
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In other news, the great and amazing achy legs have appeared.  I didn't have these nuisance pains when with child-milo, at least not until the very end (like 34-36 weeks HA!) after I had gained 25 some odd pounds and he was probably at least 5lbs.  Some days I'm doing the classy waddle-sway because my legs feel as though I've run a marathon -or at the very least jogged on the treadmill on an incline of 10 for an hour at 7.0 without a break.  I'm only 27 weeks I shouldn't be this achy!  My guess is that he's positioned in a way that puts added pressure on a vein or something or other.  Needless to say my gym days have been limited lately.  But I'm thinking a yoga class needs to be a-happening soon...or at least a message...

Oh!  And I am sooooo HUNGRY!  Here's to gaining MORE weight! (That's the idea, right?) *clink*


Feed ME!
Today I am: 27 weeks and 2 days

The baby is as big as a:
Cucumber (15in, 2.2 lbs)

Still to go:
12 weeks and 5 days

Which is:
89 days!  (WHAT?!)

2 comments:

Continue78 said...

You look beautiful.

Alana said...

You look great! The aches just get worse with each pregnancy :)