I'm sure the bag girl at the comissary was being kind when she acted so shocked that I was expecting a baby. I know, I really don't look that big (and yes some pictures should be coming soon.) But I think that with the somewhat tighter shirt I was wearing yesterday it should have been obvious. I mean, if I don't look pregnant, do I just look fat? I was nice to her, but got in the car feeling completely crushed. Looking back, I was being irrational but at the moment it was a pretty big deal.
This is why being pregnant and shopping on a very empty stomach is not a good idea. I ate a moderately large lunch with Sarah at Panera Bread around 12, but forgot to eat my normal snack around 2 pm. That would have been no big deal if I hadn't had to walk around the grocery store for an hour. By the time I was done, I was kind of dazed. The cashier asked me at least three times "are you doing okay today, honey?" A trip to Chick-fil-A and 30 minutes off my feet on the drive home helped tremendously, and I'm no longer bothered that she doesn't think I look pregnant.
I really did start knitting as I threatened to do. I found a pattern and started a hat, but even though my stiches per inch were the same as the pattern called for, the hat turned out to be humongous. I finished it just to see how it would turn out and started on a new (and much smaller) one. It will be finished tonight, and maybe I'll upload some pictures. I feel so June Cleaver-ish, knitting away in front of the t.v. It's somewhat satisfying though. I don't care if it's perfect, or even if he ever really wears it... the best part is keeping myself busy while I'm waiting for my bean to finish cooking.
In other news, I'm finally starting to notice my belly getting in the way. I can't carry things the the way I used to, and when I cook or do dishes, it starts to hurt from constantly being shoved into the counter. I just forget it's there! I can still bend over fairly easily to do things like tying my shoes and shaving, but I "feel" it when I do. Eventually though, Darrell is going to have to quit driving the 4Runner because when he moves the seat back I'm having a hard time reaching the lever to move it forward again. My little legs are just too darn short!
This is why being pregnant and shopping on a very empty stomach is not a good idea. I ate a moderately large lunch with Sarah at Panera Bread around 12, but forgot to eat my normal snack around 2 pm. That would have been no big deal if I hadn't had to walk around the grocery store for an hour. By the time I was done, I was kind of dazed. The cashier asked me at least three times "are you doing okay today, honey?" A trip to Chick-fil-A and 30 minutes off my feet on the drive home helped tremendously, and I'm no longer bothered that she doesn't think I look pregnant.
I really did start knitting as I threatened to do. I found a pattern and started a hat, but even though my stiches per inch were the same as the pattern called for, the hat turned out to be humongous. I finished it just to see how it would turn out and started on a new (and much smaller) one. It will be finished tonight, and maybe I'll upload some pictures. I feel so June Cleaver-ish, knitting away in front of the t.v. It's somewhat satisfying though. I don't care if it's perfect, or even if he ever really wears it... the best part is keeping myself busy while I'm waiting for my bean to finish cooking.
In other news, I'm finally starting to notice my belly getting in the way. I can't carry things the the way I used to, and when I cook or do dishes, it starts to hurt from constantly being shoved into the counter. I just forget it's there! I can still bend over fairly easily to do things like tying my shoes and shaving, but I "feel" it when I do. Eventually though, Darrell is going to have to quit driving the 4Runner because when he moves the seat back I'm having a hard time reaching the lever to move it forward again. My little legs are just too darn short!
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