We are going to be parents in less than 90 days!!!I think someone told me around this time during your pregnancy time starts to stand still. How true! In fact, I'm pretty sure time isn't only standing still it is FROZEN - like when the TV goes on the fritz and you just sit there staring at the characters frozen. That's my pregnancy right now. I'm frozen at a bizillion pounds, swollen body and all, waiting for time to pass. What makes time worse are those people who ask when I am due...I reply December...and then they say "Really? Well you have some time." Seriously? I've made it through two trimesters - time is ticking down!!
I don't think people realize how rude they can be. For whatever reason, when a pregnant person comes around people lose their common sense, class, and manners. Maybe as a pregnant woman I give off energy that makes people lose those very three important things. What I am growing more weary and down right tired of are those people who insist on commenting on my weight. Seriously, folks...I am carrying a human. A HUMAN BEING. Not to mention my uterus is the size of a basketball. Yes, a BASKETBALL. Therefore, I have gained weight. It is not classy for one to say, "You are getting big", "Look at that belly," "Are you due tomorrow?" or any the sort. Even if you think you are giving me a compliment - trust me - you're not. Here's what I don't get. Only when a person is pregnant do people think it is OK to comment on someone's weight. Any other time, no one would dare comment on a woman's weight. So, why now? No one was suddenly given a free pass. It's still rude. Oh, and let's not exclude those random people who stare at your belly. You catch them staring and they just smile. Captivating as a pregnant belly is...don't stare.
I was watching this woman a the doctor's office weigh in (I wasn't being nosey - just bored as I drank that darn glucose drink). As the nurse weighed her and she saw the number on the scale her face looked perplexed. Like she was thinking, "Wow, I weigh that!" As she came down from the scale, she just shook her head. I think that's the universal look of pregnant women at the doctor's office - the scrunched face and head shake. I don't even look anymore. What's the point? If I get upset about the weight gain people tell me "Oh don't worry. You are feeding your baby. You're suppose to gain weight." It's that "how could you be so selfish to think that" speech. Then, if I act as if I don't care about the weight gain I get the "make sure you are healthy" speech. Either way, I'd rather listen to Kayne spew his craziness.
I did join the YMCA with Hai though. I've read that exercise (done in the right amount) during pregnancy can really help the backaches. And seriously, I need some help in that department. Tynenol is not cutting it. I've heard, too, it can help with labor pains. It's worth a shot. Also, I do want to be set up to start back in the regular diet and exercise routine when Emma comes. I never knew the YMCA had such great programs - especially for children - so I am excited about that.
Anywho, I've spent the whole entry talking about craziness. What's up with Emma? This week we are 28 week along (possibly, 29 if I am correct). Nonetheless, little Emma is weighting in around two and a quarter pounds. Apparently, Emma is just as ready to arrive as I am for her to get here because she settling down (hopefully) in the head first position. She is learning how to blink, as well as, continuing to cough, suck and hiccup. I've felt some hiccups. At first, I thought it was a heartbeat. Ha! Then, I read somewhere it was probably hiccups. One very cool fact I read was Emma is able to enter REM sleep now...which means she can dream! I wonder what she is dreaming about?!?
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