So this morning, I had to shimmy myself into my favorite jeans (which were a bit too tight yesterday) because I have no pants to wear. I had to put on a control garment and I managed to get into them without too much injury. They have some stretch to them, so by the end of the day- they might be comfortable.
The funny thing (to me) is that even with my belly thouroughly strapped into "scuba gear" I still have a wee tummy. I am starting to think it is cute. My mother-in-law got me a fleece poncho to help me through these early cool months and if I stand just right, you can see my belly. So, instead of trying to suck it in and pretend that my body is not changing, I am doing my best to embrace it. I have spent much of my adult life being afraid that someone is going to ask me if I am pregnant... But now if they ask, the answer is yes- So I should stop worrying, right?
I was very worried about telling my friends at the Clay Guild. I will not be taking up any more responsibilities in the spring, and I was nervous that they would feel "let down." But their reaction was incredibly supportive (which should not be surprising at all) and I feel incredibly relieved knowing that I go with their blessing.
Everything else is going great I think. We are 12 weeks today, and according to my bebe book- the "morning" sickness will stop soon. I am looking forward to that, especially because we have been throwing up at night- I'll give it another two weeks before I freak.
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