Friday, October 19, 2007

Here's Your Sign

I've decided lately that in order to explain many things, I need a sign, stamped to my forehead, printed on my shirt, something that says "I'M PREGNANT" This would explain so many things to so many people.... For instance:

* The contraption of string or rubber bands I have rigged together is to help hold my pants closed. It's not that I'm in denial over gaining weight, refusing to buy up a size, it's because my regular clothes don't fit, and maternity is still too big.

* I'm not a begger digging through the trash can in aisle 2 of the grocery store, I simply got too close to the seafood department and felt the need to dry heave for just a little while before finishing my shopping.

* Anywhere between the hours of roughly 2pm and 6pm everyday, I nap - if you call and I don't answer, I still love you. I'm just really exhausted and most likely nauseous.

* I'm pretty much late for everything right now, just a by product of the morning sickness.

* If we are having a conversation and I become suddenly quiet, it's because I'm fighting the urge to vomit or dry heave, bear with me, it will pass momentarily.

* Eating dinner twice is completely normal for someone in my "condition".

* Although showering does not come everyday, I'm not "letting myself go." Cute ponytails are always stylish, right?

So there you have it! I'M PREGNANT!

6 comments:

Smiling Mom said...

How exciting! Although I'm not sure I envy your dry heaving spells in the grocery store. eeks.

AnGlOpHiLe FoOtBaLl FaNaTiC said...

You go ahead and "do" pregnant. Everybody else be damned. And, I hope the nausea eases soon.

Catwoman said...

Eek! Dry heaving by a seafood department... I can't think of anything worse!

Be Inspired Always said...

Congrats :)


I'm new to your blog.


Jillian

SouthernBell said...

LOL

"MommaDrool" said...

"Letting yourself go" and wearing a "cute ponytail" are only excuses for pregnancy? Sheesh! I must not have gotten the memo. I thought it was excusable from the time you got pregnant until your last child leaves the home...