So I am two weeks into my third trimester and I am starting to feel REALLY pregnant. Not only has Baby Spills been practicing his or her karate skills, but I have recently learned the hard way that morning sickness, or all day sickness as I like to call it, can creep back into the mix. The tricky part now in the third trimester is that as I am heaving into the porcelain thrown several times a day I have to try extra hard not to pee myself in the process. Luckily I haven't had any accidents at work, knock on wood, but I have found myself needing to do more laundry at home. Must be a level of comfort thing...
As my belly area expands farther outward, I have also received more comments about my mid-section region - some that are nice like "you are all belly" or "you must be having a boy because your face hasn't gotten fat," and then some that are not so nice like "you're looking extra pregnant today" or "wow, you've really popped." Thanks a$$holes I still have about 3 more months to go. Can't wait for your comments come September.
Speaking of less than 3 months to go, I am also at a loss when it comes to deciding on baby names. We have our boys names lined up - sorry they are a secret - but our girl names have recently been stolen from underneath us. One by a family member once removed and the other by a dog, which also happened to be my favorite of the two. I just can't name her - if she's a her - the same name as a puppy. What if they are in the same place at the same time and the owner calls out for the puppy and my child comes running? Or worse, the owner tells the puppy to sit and my child obeys... Talk about self image issues down the road.
As I get increasingly closer to the finish line, I have also found that I am masochistic in that I can't tear my eyes away from "A Baby Story" and as more and more of my friends have their babies, I must know all the details about the pain that they have suffered through during labor. This one is really none of my business, but I can't seem to help myself the words "so how painful was it" are out of my mouth before I have a chance to stop them. On one hand I want to know what I am in for and on the other hand it's too late to turn back so why oh why do I need to hear all the gory details? I don't know what it is, but I am apparently guilty of it too, people feel that they can ask a pregnant woman or a new mom personal, over the top questions like "did you poop during the delivery," "did you need an episiotomy" and "have you decided to breast feed" ... clearly these questions do not come up during regular every day life, and for good reason, but for some reason after the miracle of birth these overstepping inquiries are at the top of everyone's must asks.
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