Jun 24, 2008 10:08
I'm starting to actually look pregnant, which is much better than just looking like I really enjoy chocolate, but which seems to allow people the opportunity to spout wisdom and other nonsense in my general direction. Seriously, if I had a giant sore on my face, would you feel inclined to talk to me about it? Telling me how your pregnancy/birth/parenthood/etc went has no bearing on me. Really.
So far only one person has patted my belly in an uninvited manner. Luckily, I didn't have to throw punches.
I have my four-month check-up tomorrow. I'm excited, because I think we'll hear the heartbeat. I'm also nervous, because I feel like I've gained 10 pounds in the last month. Something tells me that the doctor will not be pleased with me if, in fact, my instincts are correct. The baby likes food, what more can I say?
I have six days (after today) left at my old job. Then I get a full week off before I start my new job. Luxurious.
If you're ever around campus, let's do lunch/ice cream. I love ice cream.