Today I am 16 weeks pregnant. Yesterday I wore my last pair of regular pants. I strapped them on and it was tight, but they were below my bump so I figured it was ok. All day I kept tugging them down, because they were too tight and I feared I was squishing the fetus. I flung them off when I got home and put on a pair of sweats.
Oh pants, how I will miss thee.
So now, I must put away all of my normal clothes and cave to the baby industrial complex. Over the weekend I bought two pairs of maternity jeans, seemingly early. But I need them. I may also need more than the one pair of work pants I bought.
Being pregnant has not been a picnic. I have been constantly nauseous for four months. I've said things like, "I feel like I'm 95." I heard a line from a pregnant woman that captured it: "I feel like I'm running a marathon under water."
Outside of my own private physical discomfort, the kid seems to be doing just fine, which is the most important thing. We're starting to make plans around his/her arrival: registry speculating, nursery conversations. That part is fun.
The grandparents are beside themselves with joy and excitement, which is nice to see.
Hayden and I oscillate between not wanting to screw the kid up and wanting him or her to be the next Roger Federer. There is some evidence it might be a boy. Hayden is delighted. I am less concerned with the sex. Although until I recently spotted a hilariously cute little boy outfit that looked like a middle aged man's outfit (button down cardigan and suit jacket, jeff cap) I was worried little girls clothes were cuter. Bottom line, I just want a healthy kid.
This morning I put on my super cute dress from Paris. My belly rejected it. I then put on another great work dress I've had for years. It was ok. At 2:24pm though, I realize that this will be the last time I wear it as well.
It's a bit like putting away one's summer clothes, which is also happening right now. I fold up another cute summer outfit. However, this time, I wonder/fear if I will ever wear it again...
Glad to see you are blogging again which I take as a sign that at 16 weeks you are definitely feeling better! The clothes thing can be remedied and once you get some outfits together you'll be good to go! As you say, on top of it all this time of year it's summer one day and fall the next so whatever you put on is wrong! Your priorites are all in the right place...a healthy child is all we want and you are on your way to making that happen for sure!
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